i dread the day i die – not because the unknown is unknown
but because i don’t want to miss another sunrise
the thought of lying cold and still six feet under should bring peace to me but instead i worry that i might miss his eyes… 236 more words
He kissed her mind right before she felt it, right before her senses cinched her he did.
So softly, so deliberately.
She can be just one of the many women who can come and leave in between the lapse of his life and death, but he never took notice until he found himself aback, catching a glimpse of her, examining her being full of mystery and artistry. 58 more words