The Day Came

Little Lines – 03 But the day finally came. That day, when this heart would finally open up – internally, at least. But open up nonetheless. The hiatus had lasted about four years with bouts of premature affections, almost leading to a relational comatose. But this was a breath of freshness, like the smell of […]

Not That Day

Little Lines – 02 Do you remember the first day that we met? No, not the first day our paths crossed. Not the day I first put a face to this awesomeness I’d heard about. Nor the day you first spoke to me with such calm, poise, and reverence.  Not even this same day that […]