Her chest began to quake softly. "Why?" "Why what, sweetheart?" I said gently. "Why do you want me?" I didn't even have to think. "Because anyone who's been through what you have and can still come out in one piece on the other side is a beautiful cr...
You don't appreciate the things that come easy. The things we fight for are the things we keep with us forever.
He leaned in close and spoke low. "Wow, I don't know what the hell I did to put that look on your face, but you need to write it down so I can commit it to memory.
Fall, sweetheart. I'll catch you.
I was just existing, but he made me want to live.
