“I take in great lungfuls of air. Atom by atom, the oxygen enters my blood and pumps in waves through my veins; it is tidal, this pumping blood. My heart beats mightily. If I ran any faster, gravity would loose its claims on my ankles, and my feet would pedal into the air.”
“Music to me is the air I breathe it's the blood that pumps through my veins that keeps me alive”
“...you’re in my blood spreading through my heart— pumping me numb.”
“I loved him so much, more than any moment or event could ever render. He was my air, my water, my blood pumping through my veins. I gave him every hidden spoke in my wheel. Every little thing that meant anything to me was nothing compared to him. To see him in so much pain cracked my soul.”
“I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more. ”
“I didn't know how...deep love ran, how it was in your blood, not your heart, and how that same blood pumped through your veins your whole life.”