She'd still know me better than anyone who didn't have full access to the inside of my head.



I did know this — every second I spent with he was only going to add to the pain I would have to suffer later.



I wanted him like I wanted air to breathe. Not a choice — a necessity.



How did people do this — swallow all their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every imperfection and fear they had?



You and me. That's the only thing that matters. The only thing you're allowed to think about now.



I want you, and I want you forever. One lifetime is simply not enough for me.

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