This is... nice. Not like other relationships I've had. If this could be called a relationship... I puzzle over it, watching whatever's on the TV screen.
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
I flash a smile and squeeze her hand back, nodding. I hesitate before setting my hand on the side of her face and leaning in until there's only a centimeter between us, "What about this?"
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
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
