I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you.
Sylvia DayThe thing about nightmares was that you couldn't prepare for them. They sneaked up on you when you were most vulnerable.
Sylvia Day