A puzzle made up of two pieces. It's not a nice feeling seeing two so intimate. it induces envy. especially when you know them. because a puzzle with one picture is a painting. and im half.
The fine line between sheer persistence and self-denial's still thinning.
but feint heart never won a fair lady, did it?

If every bite of that cocoa stirs thoughts of me then it's worth everything that happened of late.