“I love you like a semicolon; a half-pause in a torrent of thought during which life stutters into being. I want to take you in the breathless spaces between ellipses where passion builds and shudders into a trailing afterthought.” — Ophaelia Automn Copy Share Image
“I love you like a semicolon; a half-pause in a torrent of thought during which life stutters into being. I want to take you… — Ophaelia Automn Copy Share Image
