That’s What Scares Me, Gideon.

I Kicked Off My Shoes And Pulled His Hand Away From The Wheel So I Could Straddle His Lap And Hold Him. His Grip On Me Was Excruciatingly Tight, But I Didn't Complain. We Were On An Insanely Busy Street, With Endless Cars Rumbling Past On One Side And A Crush Of Pedestrians On The Other, But Neither Of Us Cared. He Was Shaking Violently, As If He Were Sobbing Uncontrollably, But He Made No Sound And Shed No Tears. The Sky Cried For Him, The Rain Coming Down Hard And Angry, Steaming Off The Ground.

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We Were Together Because We Were Addicted To Each Other. I Was Never As Intoxicated As I Was When We Were Happy Together, And I Knew It Was The Same For Him. We Were Putting Ourselves Through The Wringer For Those Moments Of Perfection Between Us, But They Were So Tenuous That Only Our Stubbornness, Determination And Love Kept Us Fighting For Them.

You Think You Can Say A Few Words And End Us? There Is No End, Eva.

I Look At You, Angel, And I Want You So Badly. I Want To Be With You, Listen To You, Talk To You. I Want To Hear You Laugh And Hold You When You Cry. I Want To Sit Next To You, Breathe The Same Air, Share The Same Life. I Want To Wake Up To You Like This Every Day Forever. I Want You.