way. They are filled with a bli

t's the most miserable sound, judging by the grimace on Danie

o this feeling. In fact, it's one of the things I'm going to miss about us. About our relationship. He reaches for my hand again and takes it, small and cold, compared to his

his lap under the table. This, too, I will miss. Another thing we have in common is bad vision. Although his is not at all as bad

raught rabbit. He lets out a gush of air and says, "You're my prayer, my everyday dream, my life. I can't fathom how I could've lived without you for as long as I did." When the thickness

d he places a fing

feel. You've shown me you love me since I was ten yea

he grimaces, the moonlight flickers off his eyes and for a

t's

When he speaks his voice doesn't sound like his own. "I can't promise we won't fight. I can't promise we won't want to get out