It was brave countered Issa. It was rare. It was love and it was beautiful.

So he called to her back Just out of curiosity you know purely conversation and all at what age will you be entertaining offers of marriageYou think itll be so easy she called back over her shoulder. No way. There will be tasks. Like in a fairy tale.Sounds dangerous.Very so think twice.No need he said. Youre worth it.

She craved a presence beside her solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony keep his promises and know her secrets and make a tiny world wherever he was with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust.

Love is a luxury.No. Love is an element.An element. Like air to breathe earth to stand on.

I dont believe in prayer but I do believe in magic and I want to believe in miracles.