“Do not think I am forgetful of you. You would not believe me if you knew how often you are…”

“…You do not know me, and when you do, you will hate me…”

“What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud…”

“It’s raining, but the air is soft, smoky, warm. Big drops patter on the languid leaves,…”