In those days, we finally chose to walk like giants and hold the world in arms grown strong with love
And there may be many things we forget in the days to come,

But this will not be one of them.

I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.

He loved her for almost everything she was & she decided that was enough to let him stay for a very long time.

Wanting him to come back before anyone notices part of the world has not moved since he left.

I don't really like coffee, she said, but I don't really like it when my head hits my desk when I fall asleep either.

What I'm mostly good at is sleeping, he once told me in confidence, but he added, I don't see much future in it.