
Love is when you wake up in the morning and you no longer feel alone. Love is when you wake up in the morning and you know tomorrow will be okay; in fact, it'll be better than yesterday and better than today. Better in the sense that the inner warmth that we radiate will shine brighter and stronger than ever before. Meetings of chance happen rarely, i'd say very rarely, meeting the other 88dayer was by chance, meeting a new love was total chance, someone, somewhere, good quality balsamic is on it's way over. I miss her pixie features when [...]