I Wish Our Love Was Right Now.

Love," He Said, "has The Longest Arms.

So Everything We Believe About Happiness Is Wrong," I Said. He Nodded. Everything?" I Asked, When What I Meant Was, Everything? Including You? Including Me? And Marcus, Being Marcus, Knew What I Really Wanted To Know, And Answered My Silent, More Significant Question. He Held Up His Hand To Shield The Rays And Looked Me In The Eyes. Almost.

My Thoughts Create My World -marcus Flutie

It's Just Jessica And Marcus, Oxymoronically Alone Together.

It Just Makes Me Wonder What Subject You Blame For Talking To Me Every Night.' I'm Still Settling On An Answer For That One. Probably Chemistry. Jesus Christ. I Can't Believe I Just Wrote That.