prologue

"What would happen if I wrote some pages for you? Each day a page, to show you that I am finding a story, the story of how we might have been together, once. Of how we could be.

We will never be together. Sweetheart.

... a taste to remind you of a late glass of wine and mood-loosened limbs: that question in the eyes, or the stray touch of one's hand on another one's forearm. The never-kissed kiss. The imagination ignited.

Enough. Enough.

Now, here are your pages."

-prologue page vii

Sylvia Brownrigg

*note that when you click on what the book is about, it may not be for the conservative. I'm just saying.

But i fell in love with this review:

"the intoxicating nature of desire and the realization that love can devastate just as easily as it exalts"

because that, that i get.

pic from le love