This summer-sweet night is only one minute upon one minute upon another Beautiful cacophony, sugar upon lips, dancing to exhaustion I thought of you, before this minute upon another minute upon another Until, numb, my lips fell onto the mouth of another, and I was undone. ~from Golden Tongue: The Poems of Steven Slaughter which is a fictional book in Ballad: A gathering of faerie
Maggie StiefvaterIt was the perfect moment to tell her. This is my last year. But I couldnโt say it. Not yet. I wanted another minute, another hour, another night of pretending this wasnโt the end.
Maggie StiefvaterI've been waiting for you forever." "Forever' as in several hundred years, or forever as in since my lesson began?
Maggie Stiefvater