I had jumped off the edge and then at the very last moment something reached out and caught me in midair. That something is what I define as love. It is the one thing that can stop a man from falling powerful enough to negate the laws of gravity.

I want everything with you America. I want the holidays and the birthdays the busy season and lazy weekends. I want peanut butter fingertips on my desk. I want inside jokes and fights and everything. I want a life with you.

Well my music was different in high school I was singing about loveyou know things I dont care about anymore.

Meghan whispered a voice heart wrenchingly familiar drawing me out of the void. I recognized it immediately just as I realized it was a figment of my desperate imagination because the real owner of that voice would never be here talking to me.AshWake up he murmured his deep voice cutting through the layers of the darkness. Dont do this. If you dont come out of this soon youll fade away and drift forever. Fight it. Come back to us.I didnt want to wake up. There was nothing but pain waiting for me in the real world. If I was asleep I couldnt feel anything. If I was asleep I didnt have to face Ash and the cold contempt on his face when he looked at me. Darkness was my retreat my sanctuary. I drew back from Ashs voice deeper into the comforting blackness. And through the layer of dreams and delirium I heard a quiet sob.Please. A hand gripped mine real and solid anchoring me to the present. I know what you must think of me but The voice broke off took a ragged breath. Dont leave it whispered. Meghan dont go. Come back to me.

But what was there to sayOnly that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat. Only that a hard honey-colored shoulder had a semicircle of teethmarks on it. Only that they held each other close long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness but hideous grief.Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.

I love the ground under his feet and the air over his head and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks and all his actions and him entirely and all together.

For where all love is the speaking is unnecessary

Its so much easier to convince yourself youre madly in love with someone when you know nothing about him.

Look at me chica. When she does I repeat Eres hermosa.What does it meanYoure beautiful.

What lips my lips have kissed and where and whyI have forgotten and what arms have lainUnder my head till morning but the rainIs full of ghosts tonight that tap and sighUpon the glass and listen for replyAnd in my heart there stirs a quiet painFor unremembered lads that not againWill turn to me at midnight with a cry.Thus in the winter stands the lonely treeNor knows what birds have vanished one by oneYet knows its boughs more silent than beforeI cannot say what loves have come and goneI only know that summer sang in meA little while that in me sings no more.