“I rememberThe way you used to hold me.I rememberThe thrill we used to share.We seem to beStrangers passing by now.Tell me, did you forget howWe once cared?”
“Darling, do you rememberthe man you married? Touch me, remind me who I am.”
“I used to try and forget, now I desperately try to remember. I used to control my thoughts, now they control me.I used to fear death, now I fear life. ”
“«People used to say I was weird,» he said. «I used to care. But I don't anymore. People shouldn't care, people shouldn't use words like weird once you hit junior year. Everyone's weird. That's the way I look at it.»”
“You know what I could use? A thrill.”
“Peter.' It was the first time I had used his name. 'You heard me sing tonight, did you not?''Yes, love.'The endearment took my breath away - made me forget what I meant to say. I stood there with but one thought: He must care about me.”