Is it always like that?" I ask, breathless. __o,_ he says. __t's never like that._ I hear the wonder in his voice. And just like that, everything changes.

Words are just words. The evidence is in how you act, how you react.

But they can't know how the dark space inside me is growing. I lie to them. I can't get out of the dark hole. 'Peace is here' it whispers.

May our twilights mix togetherlike breath and breathlessness.

Let me kiss you and take your breath away, we'll worry about resuscitating you later.

Being afraid is the worst sin there is.