In brokenness the most passionate memories are all that are left. There is a deep sorrow still unknown to the yet bereft from love’s abandonment. There is a well with perpetual depths filled with the tears of all who have wept. There is healing in the whispers of an angel’s breath. There is a profound intimacy that is beautifully transcendent. There is affectionate and passionate sentiment from kisses on the neck. There is a silence when lovers are in each other’s arms that cause tears to fall. There is a tenderness when making love that expresses the intent of the heart.