These walls tremble with silence.They know nothing of this fear.
…that fear you get deep in your gut, in the forsaken cavities of the dark part of your heart…that shaky feeling, that familiar voice which whispers “It’s you, it’s you ripping these walls apart—you pulling down the shingles from the rooftop of our beloved home.”
The first lesson to learn about love is that there is no such thing as a final lesson to learn about love, there are only more lessons to be learned about love.
…and that I will love You throughout all those lessons!
—♥ E. English
