In the beginning, she had hauted me, haunted my dreams, but even now, just weeks later, she was slipping away, falling apart in my memory and everyone else's, dying again.

“It's not because I want to make out with her."Hold on." He grabbed a pencil and…”

“Even with everything broken and decided inside her she couldn't quite allow her…”

“I veri eroi comunque non sono quelli che fanno le cose; i veri eroi sono quelli…”

“She would stay on the road and in hiding, a balloon floating through the sky, e…”