It Was True; Always Had

It Is A Kiss That, Once Begun, Never Really Ends. Interrupted, Yes. Paused, Certainly. But From That Very Moment Onward, Vera Sees The Whole Of Her Life As Only A Breath Away From Kissing Him Again. On That Night In The Park, They Begin The Delicate Task Of Binding Their Souls Together, Creating A Whole Comprising Their Separate Halves.

And Before You Barrel Through Some Idiotic Cosmo Girl List Of How-well-do-you-know-your-man Questions, Let Me Say That I Don't Know Squat About Him Except That He Kisses Like A God And Screws Like A Devil.

If I Have Learned Anything In This Long Life Of Mine, It Is This: In Love We Find Out Who We Want To Be; In War We Find Out Who We Are.

It's Not A Date. I Bought My Own Drink And I Didn't Shave My Legs.

I Guess No One Stays Friends For More Than Thirty Years Without Broken Hearts Along The Way.