With you, I am Eve. And you are my beautiful Adam. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, happy. Naked.

God i've missed you. I can't wait to give you your present. He kisses me hotter this time, and beneath me, through his denim and mine. I can feel the promise of his Christmas gift soon to come.

I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.

back turned, you don't have to look at what you've left behind. And the first person who turned their back on you can't watch you break down and cry.

At Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the mountain like ermine, fabulous feather- light powder coaxing me to flee the confines of my room, brave the mostly plowed road up to the closest ski resort. To run from the cloying silence connected Mom and Dad, into encompassing stillness far away from city dirt and noise Far above suburban gridlock. Far beyond the grasp of home.

Heart Breaking, I think that if Dad, staring down the sight of a 10mm, would only tell me he loves me, I could easily change my mind... ...but he won't.

But I so want to walk that razor's edge, Take feeling to a whole new level.