It Never Made Sense For You To

You Are My Life. You're The Only Thing It Would Hurt To Lose.

Our Relationship Couldn't Continue To Balance, As It Did, On The Point Of A Knife. We Would Fall Off One Edge Or The Other, Depending Entirely Upon His Decision, Or His Instincts. My Decision Was Made, Made Before I'd Ever Consciously Chosen, And I Was Committed To Seeing It Through. Because There Was Nothing More Terrifying To Me, More Excruciating, Than The Thought Of Turning Away From Him. It Was An Impossibility.

It's Just That, I Know How You're Unhappy A Lot. And, Maybe It Doesn't Help Anything, But I Wanted You To Know That I'm Always Here. I Won't Ever Let You Down―i Promise That You Can Always Count On Me. Wow, That Does Sound Corny. But You Know That, Right? That I Would Never, Ever Hurt You?" "yeah Jake. I Know That. And I Already Do Count On You, Probably More Than You Know.

True Love Was Forever Lost. The Prince Was Never Coming Back To Kiss Me Awake From My Enchanted Sleep. I Was Not A Princess, After All. So What Was The Fairy-tale Protocol For Other Kisses? The Mundane Kind That Didn't Break Any Spells? Maybe It Would Be Easy - Like Holding His Hand Or Having His Arms Around Me. Maybe It Would Feel Nice. Maybe It Wouldn't Fell Like A Betrayal. Besides, Who Was I Betraying, Anyway? Just Myself.

Eight Full Lives,” I Whispered Against His Jaw, My Voice Breaking. “eight Full Lives And I Never Found Anyone I Would Stay On A Planet For, Anyone I Would Follow When They Left. I Never Found A Partner. Why Now? Why You? You're Not Of My Species. How Can You Be My Partner?” “it's A Strange Universe,” He Murmured. “it's Not Fair,” I Complained, Echoing Sunny's Words. It Wasn't Fair. How Could I Find This, Find Love–now, In This Eleventh Hour–and Have To Leave It? Was It Fair That My Soul And Body Couldn't Reconcile? Was It Fair That I Had To Love Melanie, Too?