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I'll never stop wanting to kiss you," he whispered.
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We sat in silence, both of us looking up at the stars. He was probably envisioning a machine headed for Pluto. I wished i was on that machine.
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Its just the anniversary, she wanted to tell him. Its just this time of the year stirring up these memories. Everything will be all right. But she couldn't say that, because she wasn't sure it was true.
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There's a gentleness about April that made me ache. It seemed like I was always on the run, always working and chasing some goal or another, but April had a way of holding me still. And then I'd begin to hurt and yearn for something I couldn't describe, something I hadn't known yet. All I knew was the ache itself and the strange, sweet feeling it was.
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Quick, how do you pick up a cat?" "Buy her a drink.
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People fear anyone who differs from what is considered normal, and in a small town the idea of normal can be as narrow as the streets.
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Despite what I said about staying the way we were, I changed. I, who have always believed in speaking my mind and made it my mission to uncover the truth, have found myself keeping secrets. Sometimes life is more complicated than the simple rules we make for it.
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I felt mocked. "That's what I get for trusting you." He took a step back. "Excuse me! Trust doesn't mean you get the response you want from someone, but that you'll get an honest response, and that the other person will stick by you even when you can't agree." Stick by you for how long, through how much? I wondered. What is the expiration date on trust?
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Her joy with him was like nothing she had ever experienced. His love for her felt like a miracle.
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So are you turning out like them? Do you still write and draw?" "yeah, but I don't do anything personnal or profound. My parents take life way to seriousely. I lke to make people laugh. I had a regular cartoon feature in the school news paper and created some for the year book. Social satire stuff. I've done a couple of political cartoons for wisteria's paper and just got one accepted in Easton's, which has a much bigger circulation. Impressed?
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Endings are beginnings, and beginnings are ours to turn into something good.
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...you canʹt always choose how you love a person. Love isnʹt logical or fair. It just happens.
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When a writer looked at an empty computer screen, what did she see? Tristan wondered. A movie screen ready to be lit with faces? A night sky with one small star blinking at the top, a universe ready to be written on? Endless possibilities. Love's endless twists and turns - and all love's impossibilities.
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dreams are shadows cast by truth shining on our darkest secrets
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Sometimes I think that love is one big fairy tale. I wonder if people who say they are in love, if – really – they’ve just talked themselves into it. They want it so badly, they kind of make it happen. They fake it until they start believing their own story. Maybe that’s just sour grapes or something. Maybe because it doesn’t happen to me, I don’t want to think it happens to anyone else.
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I glanced up at him. "I love things that are beautiful when you don't expect them to be.
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He had told her he would love her forever, but he could not stay with her. From that time on, she couldn't see his glow or hear his voice in her head. Could he still hear her? Was he even aware of her existence?
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Old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.
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Everyday, every hour, I have held you close in my heart.
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It was Nick's voice Nick's arms. He turned me on my back and swam with me, pulling me to the bank.
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Ten, I thought, he's definitely a ten
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You fell in love with me?
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Every night she had fallen asleep dreaming about that kiss, and each kiss after.
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You've changed," he said. "You're-uh-" "Yes?" "Taller." "I hope so. I was ten the last time you saw me." "And your hair's really dark now-and short," he added.