What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?
Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ?
It's a full time job with a part-time companion.
I've learned to allow myself the room to fall in love with what I'm writing.
I know it's not fair to ask you to be with me when we can't even sleep in the same bed, but I'll love you better than anyone else could. I'll take care of you and make you happy. I know I can.
That you can know what i have in me and still want me as much as i want you. i go to sleep every night afraid i'll wake up and you'll be gone.or that i scared you away ... that i dreamed you-" "no. Gideon." jesus he broke my heart every day. shattered me.