That Maybe You Should Make

I Stared Into Her Eyes, Wide Under The Thick Fringe Of Lashes, And Yearned For Sleep. Not For Oblivion, As I Had Before, Not To Escape Boredom, But Because I Wanted To *dream*. Maybe, If I Could Be Unconscious, If I Could Dream, I Could Live For A Few Hours In A World Where She And I Could Be Together. She Dreamed Of Me. I Wanted To Dream Of Her.

Dazed And Disoriented, I Looked Up From The Bright Red Blood Pulsing Out Of My Arm - Into The Fevered Eyes Of The Six Suddenly Ravenous Vampires.

Not Many People Get Every Single Thing They Want Plus All The Things They Didn't Think To Ask For In The Same Day.

Here's To Responsibility," He Toasted. "twice A Week." "and Recklessness Every Day In Between," I Emphasized. He Grinned And Touched His Can To Mine.

Darkness Is So Predictable.