Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.
The world is too fascinating to limit yourself to one path or one sort of people.
What does it mean when nightmares dream of peace? When shadows wish for light?
He looked good, like sin in a suit.
He leaned back for a moment to tug her shirt down her arms, with the same wicked, lovley smile that had first stolen her breath years ago.
He didn't slam the door, didn't rage, didn't weep, he simply left.