Rachel Van Dyken

Kissing you is terrifying, breathing your same air makes my knees weak, when I__ around you it__ a tie between wanting to chase you down _ or just kiss you until you can__ breathe.

I am not your sexless friend. I__ not your damn brother. I__ not your gay friend. And I sure as hell not am not thinking about anything right now except that your hands feel really good against my skin. So I__ going to kiss you, and you__e going to respond like the idea of my mouth on yours doesn__ make you want to cry _ and you__l like it

I hurt all the damn time because my stupid heart has decided for one reason or another that it can't survive without being next to yours. -Chase

Patience, Abigail. Patience."Abigail snorted. "Patience, right. I am known for having a great handle on the Fruits of the Spirit.""Interesting. I don't recall manipulation being a Biblical virtue.

It__ funny isn__ it? People claim to know what love is _ yet the minute they__e given the opportunity to prove it _ they bail.Because when I said love _ I meant I bled for you. When the word love actually leaves my lips _ I__ speaking it into existence. I__ empowering my soul _ I__ joining with yours..

Every damn breath hurt like hell, but I kept Breathing too. I told myself it would be a privilege to breathe through pain like that for the rest of my life - just knowing each breath was a gift.

Each stroke of your fingers is a different word that describes the story. By itself it__ meaningless, but__ I pushed down on a few fingers helping her play a few notes. __tring them together and you have a melody. You have a story. So, Saylor, what story do you want to tell?

The type of love that makes you want to laugh out loud__cream a bit__un in circles__nd then repeat? Yeah that__ how I felt about Wes. Totally. Out. Of. Control. Giddiness

All that damn therapy you made me go through _ and sometimes, Dad, it takes going through hell to reach your heaven._ I looked at the door. __hat bad huh?_ __hat?_ __ou like her that much?_ __o._ I swallowed. __ love her.

In life we always have some measure of control whether it be over our emotions or choices, but when it comes to cancer? The only thing you can control is how you respond to it

People will go through their entire lives justifying every damn decision_they__l fight for all the wrong things, until finally the right thing stares at them square in the face. That__ when the choices start to matter. Because in the end, you__e a creature of habit. So you may want to choose right, but choose wrong in the end _ because you__e so damn used to it. It__ tragic, then again, life__ tragic

Today I gave you an hour. A year ago I would have given you an eternity.

Tex?_ I whispered.__eah?___nemies or lovers right now?__e sighed and kissed my head. __oth, we__l always be both.

The truth really does set you free _ but what they don__ tell you is the process hurts like hell.

Split in two,_ he sang, __oved by one, and then another. Pulled in a direction and then the other. If I could breathe you in, all of you, every day of my life, it wouldn__ be enough. My heart was captive long ago _ then you stole it away, you helped me grow. Now I__ staring at my crossroads with a choice to make, wondering how in the world I even thought there was one way to take._ His hands flew over the piano, muscles tightened in his forearms as he leaned forward and continued singing. __y biggest fear, is not the ending of this life, but going through it without you by my side._ He repeated the chorus and closed his eyes, humming the haunting melody in such a way that I felt hypnotized. __etting her go will be the hardest thing I__e ever had to do _ but I__ doing it so I can say goodbye to her _ and good morning to you. Tell me it__ not too late to ask for a second._ He smirked but continued singing. __hird, fourth, tenth date._ His hands slowed. __oving you will always be easy because when I look into your eyes I know you see the real me, so be my love, be my rain, be my clouds, be my pain._ __y biggest fear, is not the ending of this life, but going through it without you by my side._ He stopped playing. The room fell silent.

Living is hard--dying is easy. You close your eyes and never open them again. What's so difficult about that? Nothing really--except it hurts like hell to those you leave behind.

I could never hate you as much as I love you.

If beauty is pain _ let me get lost in it. If you__e my salvation _ I want to earn it. If love is all I have to give _ then let me give it. You. It__ all for you._ Gabe__ eyes opened and locked in on mine. __ow can I prove that what I feel is real? You ask for truth I give you lies. You ask for joy I make you cry. But I don__ want to lose you. Not like this. Not when I__e left your heart in such a mess. Give me one chance _ I__ letting go of the past _ but I need you here to know._ __f beauty is pain _ let me get lost in it. If you__e my salvation _ I want to earn it. If love is all I have to give _ then let me give it. You, it__ all for you._ He paused, hitting the last few notes, and the song ended. Gabe__ smile lit up the room. But I was frozen in place. Me. He__ sung that to me.