How much do I loveth thee? Let me count thy ways: I love ye more than gold or silver, ye with freckled arms and dirtied knees.

Was this the beautiful Monday you talked about,
where I'd look into your eyes and without a doubt
I'd love you...?

Attention, all boys! We are in a serious relationship. I'm working hard to be her best friend.

Whoever said "Take a risk!" forgot to mention the downside.

Sometimes its nice to think of those sweet sweet childhood days, however far they are.

I miss "loving". No drawbacks. Back when there was no borderline between love and like, and the best thing to do in a relationship was to share music and learn the same lyrics.

The only reason I write
Is because someone taught me how.

It cracks, it breaks, it bends... when I'm hurting.

It jumps, it swivels, it pulsates... when I'm glad.

Sometimes for amusement, sometimes for a reason... please don't play with my heart.

I asked you what you looked for in a lover...

and I fit... every. single. category.

but you don't even care... because I'm not a boy.

The land around her lay lush and speculative. Trees sprouted out of rocks, blue leaves glimmering in the sky. Birds of unusual colors fluttered through the air.

Elene II