"There were things of this general scale to cry about. But the biffest reason to cry was to drench the air in front of our faces. It was romance. Not the falling-in-love kind but the sharing of air between our shoulders and chests and thighs."
Thursday, September 27, 2012
No one belongs here more than you - Pg 61 : It Was Romance
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