“And it feels strange, almost sad, to walk through ther empty halls. Each step I take sounds so lonely.”

“He looks out into the empty street, allowing me to sit in his car and just miss her. To miss her each time I pull in a breath of air. To miss her with a heart that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of her flow through me.”

“To miss her each time I pull in a breath of air. To miss her with a heart that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of her flow through me.”

“The name sounds almost too perfect. And as I said, you look perfect, too. The only thing left... is to be perfect.”

“That’s when I said it. That’s when I whispered to her, “I’m so sorry.” Because inside, I felt so happy and sad at the same time. Sad that it took me so long to get there. But happy that we got there together.”

“and i walked for hours the mist growing thick and whole the thought of disappaering like that, so simply, made me so happy”

“Two steps behind her, I say her name. "Skye.”