The sight of such aching beauty would infuse his soul with pain.

Lochie. The boy I once loved. The boy I still love. The boy I will continue to love, even when my part in this world is over too.

He shakes his head with a slow smile. You'd better be right. If the phone rings, I'm unpluggining it, I swear to God-“ You'd do that to your five-year-old sister?“ I gasp in mock outrage. For one whole night alone? Jesus, Maya, I'd sell her to the gypsies!

At what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.

Otherwise I'll fall apart. I'm going to fall apart. I am falling apart.

There are no laws, no boundaries on feelings.We can love each other as much and as deeply as we want.No one, Maya, no one can ever take that away from us.

I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can't be you?