That lasting things do, in fact, last.
Enlightenment is scary. Sometimes things look better in the dark.
The world, right now, is only us.
She stays in the same spot, anchored by the profound, desperate loneliness of a bad relationship.
Bad Girl!" She chided. "I'm pretty sure Boris is a boy," I said. "Oh, I know," Mrs. Basil E. assured me. "I just like to keep him confused," Then she and Boris headed off with my future.
The words that matter always stay.