love

love

It's one thing to say you think someone "hung the moon" but that generally means you are blind and deluded, and then the relationship fails because they say you changed, when really, they never saw you at all...The real test is if someone sees all your flaws or blemishes or individual differences, and they still think you hung the moon.

It's one thing to say you think someone "hung the moon" but that generally means you are blind and deluded, and then the relationship fails because they say you changed, when really, they never saw you at all...The real test is if someone sees all your flaws or blemishes or individual differences, and they still think you hung the moon.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It was as if the rare joy that had formed in my heart was replaced by a pale shadow threatening to engulf me at that very moment. Victory didn’t matter now. She did!

It was as if the rare joy that had formed in my heart was replaced by a pale shadow threatening to engulf me at that very moment. Victory didn’t matter now. She did!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

[Ever been kissed?]I want to know if you've

[Ever been kissed?]I want to know if you've

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

She wondered how a man could look into a woman’s eyes and lie so completely, so convincingly. She wondered how he could have looked and not seen the love that had glowed there, the blind faith, the unconditional devotion. She wondered how he would sleep at night, knowing he had betrayed her so effortlessly.

She wondered how a man could look into a woman’s eyes and lie so completely, so convincingly. She wondered how he could have looked and not seen the love that had glowed there, the blind faith, the unconditional devotion. She wondered how he would sleep at night, knowing he had betrayed her so effortlessly.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

So what if the airin Paris smells of romance?My shirt smells of you.

So what if the airin Paris smells of romance?My shirt smells of you.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Beneath her curls, I forget the world,With a mere gaze she raises my hopes of gold. Love is as much in her heart as in mine,But she doesn’t say it, her punishment so divine.

Beneath her curls, I forget the world,With a mere gaze she raises my hopes of gold. Love is as much in her heart as in mine,But she doesn’t say it, her punishment so divine.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Because you have my heart, Virgilia Wessex.” Softly, almost achingly. “Every black ounce of it. Scars and all.

Because you have my heart, Virgilia Wessex.” Softly, almost achingly. “Every black ounce of it. Scars and all.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Being amongst rough lives and confusion does not make you less, it only makes your beauty shine out more clearly.

Being amongst rough lives and confusion does not make you less, it only makes your beauty shine out more clearly.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I would not have imagined that love himself would have such a fatal blow this.

I would not have imagined that love himself would have such a fatal blow this.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

... you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.

... you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

If someday you should ever think of me and miss me, know in your heart that I'd want you to find me once again. No matter how distant in time or space... FIND ME.

If someday you should ever think of me and miss me, know in your heart that I'd want you to find me once again. No matter how distant in time or space... FIND ME.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I would stay away from him and leave him to go his own road where there would be other women, countless other women, who would probably give him as much physical pleasure as he had had with me. I wouldn’t care, or at least I told myself that I wouldn’t care, because none of them would ever own him—own any larger piece of him than I now did.

I would stay away from him and leave him to go his own road where there would be other women, countless other women, who would probably give him as much physical pleasure as he had had with me. I wouldn’t care, or at least I told myself that I wouldn’t care, because none of them would ever own him—own any larger piece of him than I now did.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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