I leaned back against him and rested my cheek on his shoulder. I could feel the river water dripping off of him.
"Thank you" I whispered. When I looked up, I saw he was crying.
He can't remeber who he is or where he lives."
"Well that's convenient."
"Not when it rains.
Let's just say that if you were stealing TVs instead of thoughts, you would have been caught by a half-deaf, mostly blind, fifteen year old dog three robberies ago.
Elizabeth ChandlerCarelessness, when it's continual, is as bad as intentional jerkiness.
Elizabeth ChandlerHe leaned over her, the sun behind his head making a halo of gold, his face lit by the reflections off the water.
Elizabeth ChandlerEveryday, every hour, I have held you close in my heart.
Elizabeth ChandlerStichwörter: love
Love can fuel hate.
Elizabeth ChandlerWas he still, somehow, watching over her?
Elizabeth ChandlerHe had told her he would love her forever, but he could not stay with her. From that time on, she couldn't see his glow or hear his voice in her head. Could he still hear her? Was he even aware of her existence?
Elizabeth ChandlerHer joy with him was like nothing she had ever experienced. His love for her felt like a miracle.
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