I shall not pass by anymore, read with a half eye and be shocked :-)(^.^)/
I like the way you express yourself and your subtlety of thinking, both visually and with words. But this is my own hell of my own making--even though it is Heaven because I still love him so much. I miss my lover so much I can't eat or even taste food and yet I have this joy that he is still here on the planet. So I have Hope. I'm living on hope more than food.