long-distance-relationships

In my mind, I saw a string stretching from Henry__ heart at Quiet Waters to my heart. It was taut and it vibrated with Henry__ worries and fears and I felt them all.Deeply. I felt them all.

I'm comming to You.You are blazing.I'm giving You a rose.It embalms sweet.I'm givin a kiss...I melt of You.I melt and flow with You.Like an ice in a spring river.I melt and stay. Sun will vaporise us.It will take us up into clouds.And then we both will fall.Drop by drop.We'll fall out of the sky.We'll raise from dew to fog.Every sunny warm morning.We'll let the wind pull us with him.Cooling our selves in forest shadows.There in silence we'll cool offOne from another.But in stormy days and nights.We'll billow and crash.One to another.Like crazy and wild.We'll churn into white foam.Ashore in sands we'll waitFor the yellow october leavesInto them we'll fall asleep.We'll fall into and freeze.We'll freeze and melt againAnd flow and raise and fall again.Over and over againEven if we were in separete glasses of water.We would moove together and whisper.Even if in the oceans mixed.We would moove together and sing.I'm comming to You.You are blazing.I'm giving You a roseIt embalms sweet....If I'll ever meet You.I' ll take our time...To dance dance dance dance with You...

For a second, I stared at the map of her veins just under the surface of her thin skin. It was like her body was trying to become diaphanous. Instead of getting harder and stronger and full of life as we age, we disappear slowly. Our skin thins and evaporates. Our nails barely coat our fingertips. Our hair falls out. We are never more see-through.

But Quinn held the fuzzy handcuffs in his hands, looking them over closely, and he smiled. __h, hey, did you want to keep these for when your invisible boyfriend returns from his fake vacation?

Hold still, Meg, you__e dripping blood on my car seats.__ reached behind the passenger seat of Tennyson__ car looking for the white sheet she__ thrown in for mopping up bodily fluids. Quinn, sitting in the back seat, read my mind and handed it to me. __hank you.___o problem._ He leaned forward, pulling a corner of the sheet up to wipe off a small stream of blood on my neck. __ou okay?

I won__ forget it,_ I said. __ hope you meet someone perfect one day.___a_yeah, that__ just it. I think I already did._ As we opened our doors to step out, he touched my arm. __ust to be clear, if I, like, leaned over and whispered your name in your ear, still nothing?

My dad used to say, __his is what your right arm__ for, son,__ John said. __his is the time and these are the people and I__ give my right arm to be a light, a comfort, to them. I know you would, too. In whatever form it takes. Use these materials and make something great. Do it on faith, knowing you probably won__ be around to see how the story ends.

Wait,_ Quinn said. __here__ one more thing._ I turned around and raised an eyebrow. His eyes were wary and he lacked his usual confidence.__o to the Winter Dance with me.

May be its a good idea to write something about you in my book... At least then, there will be a place where we will meet everyday... and be together forever!

She affected me, even when she was absent.

I reached down and picked up a baseball bat at my feet and I flung it as hard as it could. It circled and arced high in the air until it slammed against the side of the dining hall with a crack and fell.I sat down in the dirt. Then I lay down in the dirt.Because not only was there no trail to follow, there was no evidence he__ ever been here.There was no evidence any of them had been here.

It's been a year and 3 months since we've kissed, and I rather have the ghost of his mouth on my lips than kiss anyone else.