She is angle. I am curve. Together, we are geometric sculpture, and we make perfect sense.

I can't change what has happened in the past, Kaeleigh. I can only promise to make the future better.

...what good would it do to shutter your windows, never dream of rainbows or find hope in promises? Why choose to walk away rather than hold your ground and fight for love?

I whisper and you close your eyes. I speak and you turn away. If I scream, will you finally hear me beg you to hold me close to you, promise you'll never let go?

And this is a kiss like none before, a kiss that could overcome the dark of deep space night. It's a falling star, flame, ice. It's pure as water from a snow-fed mountain spring. This is what you dream a kiss to be. To have a kiss just like this each and every day! How satisfying life would be.

No way to get away. No way to get away. Little change to sneak away... insanity.

Then teach me how to not care about someone who was everything to me. All I want is to know she's okay. Is that too much to ask?