She waited for him with shallow breaths, head thrown back, eyes half closed, completely exposed in her trust of him, and it unravelled the last thread holding him together.

We all have a sea inside us; can you hear it? Can you hear the ocean roaring?

Can you still want something you already have? Absolutely. Everyday.

sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love

He never knew a single second could be expanded into something timeless and so archaic. It shook him to his core – there were no words for it.

Love. It seemed impossible that she could love him, but she was so deep in him there was really nowhere to go but further in. So this is what love was. Uncontrollable. Consuming. But so irresistible you wanted to be consumed.