I like long car rides, the beach, sunsets, canals, lakes, blue skies, summer breeze, the stars, strong coffee, books i can't put down, reading poetry out loud, train rides, badminton, drawing, black and white pictures, kisses, being cuddled from behind, lazy Sunday mornings, going to new places and my music taste depends on my mood
Sometimes you walk past a pretty girl on the street there’s something beyond beauty in her face, something warm and smart and inviting, and in the three seconds you have to look at her, you actually fall in love, and in those moments, you can actually know the taste of her kiss, the feel of her skin against yours, the sound of her laugh, how she’ll look at you and make you whole. And then she’s gone, and in the five seconds afterwards, you mourn her loss with more sadness than you’ll ever admit to.Jonathan Tropper, How to Talk to a Widower