Then, As One Hand Tightened

Do You Love Him?" There Were Only A Few People In The World Who Could Ask Me Such Insanely Personal Questions Without Getting Punched. Dimitri Was One Of Them.

I'm Sorry." "be Sorry You Lied," He Said, Pressing A Kiss To My Forehead. "don't Be Sorry You Loved Him. That's Part Of You, Part You Have To Let Go, Yeah, But Still Something That's Made You Who You Are.

I Sighed And Stared Off Without Any Particular Focus. "i Miss Him So Much." "i'm Sorry," She Said. "will It Ever Get Better?" The Question Seemed To Catch Her By Surprise. "i...i Don't Know.

Rose Is In Red, But Never In Blue, Sharp As A Thorn, Fights Like One Too.

If She Just Wanted To Come Home At Night To Eye Candy With Good Hair, I Could Probably Be That Reasonably Well.