by bibliophile; » Fri Aug 03, 2012 12:16 pm
Mack smiled. "Well... Me and Molly started talking. I knew from the instant I saw her, I loved her. But she didn't believe in love. She told me that no such thing exists, and that there was no possible way I could love her. But I didn't give up n her. You know what I did? I would call for her every night to serenade her, and recite poetry to her. Poetry that I wrote for her." Mack said, smiling. "And, I got her to love me. It took forever, but I got her."
pluviophile: (n.) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days
bibliophile: (n.) a lover of books; one who loves to read, admire, and collect books
Not many understand the comfort I get when I walk into a bookstore and take a deep breath as I look around. I feel at home; I feel welcome. I don't have to purchase anything. Being surrounded by books fills me with a sense of security.