By the time you swear youre hisShivering and sighing.And he vows his passion isInfinite undying.Lady make note of this --One of you is lying.

sex is the consolation you have when you cant have love

Someday youre gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. Youll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken but your life was changing...

Yes I was infatuated with you I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldnt stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body I must give my thoughts my mind my dreams. And you werent having any of those.

You two are too cute the counter girl said setting two cups piled with whipped cream on the counter. She had a sort of lopsided open smile that made me think she laughed a lot. Seriously. How long have you been going outSam let go of my hands to get his wallet and took out some bills. Six years.I wrinkled my nose to cover a laugh. Of course he would count the time that wed been two entirely different species.Whoa. Counter girl nodded appreciatively. Thats pretty amazing for a couple your age.Sam handed me my hot chocolate and didnt answer. But his yellow eyes gazed at me possessivelyI wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be.I crouched to look at the almond bark on the bottom shelf in the counter. I wasnt quite bold enough to look at either of them when I admitted Well it was love at first sight.The girl sighed. That is just so romantic. Do me a favor and dont you two ever change. The world needs more love at first sight.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds Or bends with the remover to remove. O no it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken It is the star to every wandring barque Whose worths unknown although his height be taken. Loves not Times fool though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickles compass come Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved I never writ nor no man ever loved.

Im oxygen and hes dying to breathe.

Wherever you will go I will let you down But this lullaby goes on.

Holding Eleanors hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete and completely alive.

Therefore dear Sir love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away... and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast.... be happy about your growth in which of course you cant take anyone with you and be gentle with those who stay behind be confident and calm in front of them and dont torment them with your doubts and dont frighten them with your faith or joy which they wouldnt be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them which doesnt necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again when you see them love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust.... and dont expect any understanding but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.