I couldn't help but know that she would never know me. She would never know my name. Or my eyes. She would never know what my voice sounded like. She would never know that our lips would fit together perfectly. She would never know that we were made for each other. And she would never know that I was falling in love w...
The top point of the Ferris wheel where every young couple loved to kiss at midnight in the moonlight as it shined down into one anothers' eyes, driving both the lovers mad as they dove in for the opposites' plump pearly lips, enclosing the space between them until they became a whole. That only happens in movies. All...
