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If there is a God, this man is certainly proof that He has His favorites.
I need to meet a man like this!!!
There is not a single cynical thought to deny the fact that she may be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. She’s intimidatingly peaceful—a contradiction in itself. And I almost want to despise her for it. Because I fear there is a chance that I may begin to enjoy her.
There are many men like this is real life. Lol. They want to despise us for the things that they find equally intriguing.
She smells of honey, of happiness incarnate. And it’s entirely too distracting.
She puts a hand on her hip. “This pile of garbage is all I’ve got.” “I thought you had me?” Her eyes flutter in a way that makes me wonder how to get her to do it again. “Do I?” I swallow, forcing the feeble words from my mouth. “So long as you’ll take me.” “And if I don’t?” she asks softly. “Then no one ever will.”
I subtle commitment is being made here. I love their banter.
“You make even the stars envious,” I repeat softly, leaning toward her. “Because one day—far from now—you will be up there beside them, outshining every single one.”
“You are the sweetest thing I have never tasted.” Another brush of his knuckles. “And I doubt I’ve craved anything more.”
“I don’t fall for someone. I trip uncontrollably toward them before inevitably hitting the ground.”
I love this analogy.
I stare at the glinting needle, as though it could summon her to the alley and my awaiting arms. Because somewhere along the way, I started my trip into her. And now there is no stopping my violent careen.
In the end, it was all light and dark, loud and soft. I knew nothing but the memory of those I loved. One, a friend. The other, unfinished. And that alone is what I took with me into the next life. But I watched, warm and bright and high above. Just as he promised.
