I was a dull small print book with torn pages and dirty stains, but you read me and turned my pages gently. You touched my spine and chills closed in within me, I felt interesting to you. No matter how worn out my pages were and how old my story was, y...

It is obvious as the sun is bright that I can’t stop loving you. And I know that somewhere amongst my heartache and the presence of your absence, you will live undeniably, with an immortal reign of my thoughts.

The girl on register Ring, ring, ringing! Cash registers opening and closing People leaving, people coming. Everything passes by becoming a blur Of a day.

When you speak it’s like my ears hear their calling. I never knew I was deaf until I heard your voice.