Hello, Lauren.

This is familiar. Pile after pile of paperwork, and a scratchpad for ideas.

The beginning steps of securing my, and my family's, future are contained within these pages.

A deep breath, and here I go.

Je suis maintenant le prince de verre.

Perhaps the reason for silence is simply because there is nothing that needs saying anymore.

You said you would write everyday.

I'm tired.

I would I were on yonder hill ( Read more... )

I think I'm glad it happened ( Read more... )

This morning as the sun rose, I was awake still, a trickle of thought having burst a dam at some point around midnight, flooding my mind with a plethora of memory, of ponderings, of doubts and sentimentalities. The rush kept me up for hours, gazing out the bedroom window at the stars the city wouldn't let me see, just thinking, just working over ( Read more... )

When I manage to find you sleeping, I always kiss both of your eyes.

Because every morning, I'm so thankful to watch them open and look upon me.

So lucky, my love.