Words are precious things
Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with. Elizabeth Chandler
Elizabeth Chandler
Every night she had
Every night she had fallen asleep dreaming about that kiss, and each kiss after. Elizabeth Chandler
Despite what I said
Despite what I said about staying the way we were, I changed. I, who have always believed in speaking my mind and made it my mission to uncover the truth, have found myself keeping secrets. Sometimes life is more complicated than the simple rules we make for it. Elizabeth Chandler
The truth was, it
The truth was, it was myself I couldn’t trust, my eyes from betraying my heart. Elizabeth Chandler
Good people were also
Good people were also capable of doing very bad things. Elizabeth Chandler
He leaned over her,
He leaned over her, the sun behind his head making a halo of gold, his face lit by the reflections off the water. Elizabeth Chandler
Her joy with him
Her joy with him was like nothing she had ever experienced. His love for her felt like a miracle. Elizabeth Chandler
Was he still, somehow,
Was he still, somehow, watching over her? Elizabeth Chandler
He had told her
He had told her he would love her forever, but he could not stay with her. From that time on, she couldn’t see his glow or hear his voice in her head. Could he still hear her? Was he even aware of her existence? Elizabeth Chandler
I\\’m sorry that you\\’re
I’m sorry that you’re still hurting. Elizabeth Chandler