“If I could touch anything in the world right now, it would be your heart. I want to take that piece of you and keep it with me.”

“Since you can't touch me, you made something that could, didn't you?" I said."Yes."My world slowed and I closed my eyes. "I am going yo give you my heart noe," I whispered. "Please don't break it again.”

“My world slowed and I closed my eyes. “I am going to give you my heart now,” I whispered. “Please don’t break it again.”

“Caspian sat there with me until my sobs died down to a slow hiccup.Then he whispered, "I'd hold your hand right now if I could."His eyes were so wide and earnest that I couldn't help but smile at him."Thanks," I said, trying to hold back more tears. "It's the thought that counts.”

“You want me to have feelings?" he said. "I already told you that I love you. What else should I say? That I long to be near you every second of every day? I see colors, only around you....I smell perfume, only around you. God, it's like...like I'm alive again. Sometimes I go crazy just wondering if I imagined it all, and I wait to see when it...you...will be taken away from me.""I feel all these things, Abbey," he continued on. "Rage that I can't run my fingers through your hair. Sorrow that I can't lay my face next to yours. Agony that I can't steal the breath from your lips. I can't eat or breathe or sleep for wanting to touch you, and yet I don't eat or breathe or sleep. I'm just here. Stuck in between.”

“I am going to give you my heart now," I whispered. "Please don't break it again.”

“I slammed the back door shut and gave Caspian a look.He put both hands up in the air, "What? I didn't do anything.""No. But you wanted to. And besides, we don't really know yet what can you do.""Well, I know I can't make people disappear," he muttered darkly "or else he would have been gone a half an hour ago"I was shocked at how serious he sounded, and then I looked into his eyes, "You're jealous!""He wanted to kiss you!"Now I was dumbfounded, "How do you know that?""Because," he said, running a hand through his hair and pushing it back "It's what I'd want to do”