The heart has its seasons in which season know nothing - Blaise Pascal (from Someone Like You)

It's one of those moments when everything around you seem perfect. No one else matters, nothing else matters. The feeling that whatever happens and whenever it happens, it's ok. You've got that stronghold. The pillar that always stands. Just a hand or an arm reassures that even if the world falls apart, it will never let go. You share the happy moments, and pull through sad times. There's that understanding of talking without having to say anything, listening when no one speaks. I guess sometimes i want to live in a fairy tale. Maybe it's the fear that the miracle will not happen twice in your life. Yes, i am human.