Quit stalling with the good bits!

“Why wait? So precious is this life—this gift—this temporary blindness. Burn and…”

“Holding on for dear life, I was overcome with the perfect nearness of him, the …”

“He smirked and that was it. I propelled myself forward and into his arms, our m…”

“There seemed to be a purpose in everything—a winding, swaying, knotted, jumbled…”