he was a painter who lost the muse that he wanted to display on the canvas, he found her by the age of his twenties with the colors scattered along the ground. she hears him, feels him with gentle touches and despite a lack of vision, she could see the love he has for her and no other, but her. "They speak about falling in love at the wrong time or with the wrong people.  I sa

she tucks little notes that were scribbled on the napkin for his eyes to see. he doesn't have an idea to who it could be yet. but it's always kept for a reminder every single day. "I like you so much and I want to tell you. But I don't have the courage. I want to tell you that I love you. I'm afraid that if I hold it in and don't make a move. You'll just leave. We just keep worrying."