I Have One One Type:

"you’re Different,” He Said, Touching My Face. Of Course I Was. The Man I Loved Had Killed For Me. A Lot Of Things Became Inconsequential After A Sacrifice Like That.

I Require Distance From The Past In Order To Grasp The Future.

His Kisses Were Gifts. He Kissed With Everything He Had, With Power And Passion And Hunger And Love. He Held Nothing Back, Giving Everything, Exposing Everything.

What’s A Little Calming Distraction For Your Girlfriend In The Midst Of World Entertainment Domination?” “i’d Stop The World From Spinning For You.” That Silly Line Oddly Touched Me. “i Love You.” “liked That One, Did You?

We Knew Our Strengths And Played Up Our Assets. But We Couldn't See What Made Us Unique Enough For Someone To Really Love Us.