Reminds Me Of The Red

If You Leave, We Lose And Our Pasts Win.

...you Showed Me What Love Truly Is Just By Giving Yours So Selflessly. I Wasn't Made For Love. It Wasn't [woven]into The Fabric Of My Being. I Didn't Know What It Was, What I Was Looking For, What I Needed. I Had No Point Of Reference, No Examples, Nothing. Until You.

Go Home, Gideon. Please." "i Am Home." He Caught Me From Behind And Buried His Face In Mu Soaked Hair. "i'm With You.

You Gonna Deal With Mr. Hot And Moody?" "not Sure. I May Just Pull Out My E-reader." He Nodded. "probably Safer For Your Sanity.

I've Learned To Allow Myself The Room To Fall In Love With What I'm Writing.