'Passion' a word which involves so many feelings. I feel it when we touch; I feel it when we kiss; I feel it when I look at you. For you are my passion; my one true love.
S. Richardson
"Is there anything to do?" I ask, joining Zander in the kitchen who seen to be busy with cleaning of the toaster and microwave.
"There are a few," he answers, pointing to the dishes in the sink. It is the weekend and Lauren doesn't come on weekends so we do all the works ourselves and so without any sort of complain, I move over and do the work, "I must ask, what happened to you?"
I understand his question and so I don't try to act like I don't. "I guess I realise that I have spent the past two years buried in work and let's be honest this is the years that I have to have fun."
"What's speaking through
