(Open) Adeline)) I take a break from painting and open the studio's window. I sit down on the table and look out at the city below. I hear to door open and I look over at you. I smile " Hi" (continue...)
Summertime rolls in and so does he, carefree and magical, just like the season. We whisper our love for each other, always, even though we know that when the trees lose their leaves, we will lose each other, and I will long for the next's year's summer.