"It's like a butterfly landing on your shoulder, sweet and uplifting. The kind of feeling you read on some stranger's face at 2 am in the metro when you're both drunk singing some stupid love song. The kind of feeling you meet on a Sunday afternoon when the first snow covers the trees and pushes you into the nearest café. It is the kind of feeling that blooms through a hug your friend gave you because you were feeling down. It is that growing heat taking root in my stomach when you smile at me, during those unending evenings together.

You see, that's the kind of feeling your love triggers in me. Even the slightest gesture of affection gives birth to a succession of indescribable emotions driving me nuts"

(llustration : Fleurs de Lin - Roadsworth)