My favorite thing you do is stop me in the middle of whatever I’m doing to tell me you love me.
Hatred imprisons the haters; love opens doors.
I knelt and locked the door. I locked the door locking the world and time outside. I stretched my body across the mattress and Saskia drew in close to me and placed her open hand on my chest, her mouth near my shoulder; her breath, my breath blew out the candle, and I held my lost Wanderess with tenderness until sweet sleep overcame us.
Love Rocks The De La Cruz’s World
I will not just love you till death.I will love you for eternity,this life and the next.
I couldn’t love you for who you are because you showed me who you truly wanted to be, and I loved her more.
My pulses quicken. The thunderous sound of my heart beating fills my eardrums. I’m jealous of a dead girl. Why? Because I think I’m in love with her boyfriend.
She lit wildfires inside my soul and fanned them with hurricanes.
Most people who are would each not be in love with their partner, if they did not have the kind of genitals they have.
To be friends is a beautiful thing, Tessa, and I do not scorn it, but I have hoped for a long time now that we might be more than friends.