Love is always a veil before our eyes. Quite thin, like silk. But it seemed to me that burlap or tarpaulin would protect the feelings better. In order not to...

Is love happiness? Sometimes yes. But most often it is pain, unbearable. Addiction, abnormal passion. What if such love lasts for years, almost decades, and ...

We all know that our memory is very selective. “It is like tissue paper. It also crumples, here and there, forming folds and creases, erasing the necessary, ...