“If like the leaf of the wisteria through which the sun darts his rays transparently you give your heart to me, I will no longer distrust you”

“A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.”

“I miss you like the sun misses the flowers, like the sun misses the flowers in the depths of winter, instead of beauty to direct it's light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world which your absence has banished me to.”

“There was something practically tangible there, like a ray of sun, warming us through to our souls. You could see it, you could feel it, but you couldn't quite capture it in your hands. That didn't mean it wasn't there though. Oh, it was there and it weighted a thousand delicious pounds. I let that pressure inundate me, let it tether me to him.”

“Wisteria Ling,” a familiar voice shouted. “I challenge you.”Sariil stood there, one finger pointed at Wisteria.“To a dance? Sariil, I don’t think you quite understand this assignment,” Wisteria said, though she was amused.“Backing down, are you? Seems the great Wisteria Ling is afraid after our last encounter,” Sariil gloated.“Ugh,” Wisteria said, by way of acceptance.”

“I'll never be able to see you."I took his other hand, holding both his in mine. "You do see me. No one has ever seen me like you do." I lifted his hands to my face. "You know me, you see me, like no one else.""Not through these eyes.""No," I agreed quietly. "You see me with your heart.”