Elizabeth
Whatever the reason, when life made everything appear sad and dark he would whisper her name over and over coaxing her memory into his heart, and he would do this, whenever life got to be too much, for he knew the one thing that could help his pain was the memory of her touch. She might not have been the most beautiful of all, for through the years, there were many that he knew... but she was the one he loved the most. Perhaps it was because he loved her from afar as from a bedroom window one... Sign in to see full entry.