“Have mercy upon me, O God, According to Your lovingkindness, According to the multitude of Your tender mercies, Blot out my transgressions.” Psalm 51:1
When I read this several things come to mind. 1,949 more words
What had he said to me that first day? Something about natural chemistry. He claimed he’d noticed it right from the start, and maybe it was an explanation, of sorts, of why we kept coming together, again and again.
-Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby