He Was Like A Shooting Star You

Stop Your Doubting, My Love. I Knew You Would Find Me. ~jack

Do Not Cry For Me, Azrael. Do Not Waste Your Tears. You Made Your Decision. And This Is Mine. Sacrifice Seems To Be My Destiny. A Funny Thing For A Selfish Man, Isn't It? They Always Called Me Weak Back Then.

He Wasn't Perfect, But He Was Perfect For Her.

When Their Lips Met, And Their Tongues Touched, It Was Like They Were Kissing In A Hundred Different Places, And Her Senses Were Flooded With New Sensations And Old Memoires. He Kissed Her, And Their Souls Melted Into Each Other In A Melody Older Than Time.

Schuyler Pulled Oliver Close And Hugged Him Tightly. "thank You," She Whispered. Thank You For Loving Me Enough To Let Me Go.