I open my eyes and look at her, almost stopping. A smile slowly makes its way across my face as I watch her. That's the first time she's said that, isn't it? I kiss her forehead and close my eyes again, "Love you too, Whit."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
If you don't know it's impossible it's easier to do. And because nobody's done it before, they haven't made up rules to stop anyone doing that again, yet. — Neil Gaiman
