Books Have Been Thought Of As Windows

Forever," He Vowed, Still A Little Staggered. "that's All I'm Asking For," I Said.

His Gold Eyes Grew Very Soft. “you Said You Loved Me.” “you Knew That Already,” I Reminded Him, Ducking My Head. “it Was Nice To Hear, Just The Same.” I Hid My Face Against His Shoulder. “i Love You,” I Whispered. “you Are My Life Now,” He Answered Simply. There Was Nothing More To Say For The Moment. He Rocked Us Back And Forth As The Room Grew Lighter.

And Then Writing, It Was Like I Just Found It, You Know? Like You Just Found Your Favorite Flavor Of Ice Cream, All Of A Sudden There It Is. 'this Is What I Should Have Been Doing For The Last Thirty Years. What Was I Thinking?' So I Was, Then I Was In And Then I Had To Just Keep Going With It.

Do You Want Me To Sing To You? I'll Sing All Night If It Will Keep The Bad Dreams Away.

Becoming A Vampire Is Forever. You Don't Get To Change Your Mind About It Later. For Me, I Think That's One Of The Big Drawbacks With Anything That's Permanent. How Do You Know How You're Going To Feel In Five Years Or 10 Years? Even With A Tattoo.