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"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater."
― J.R.R. Tolkien
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Part Three
When I endeavour to describe the next part to my husband—to explain each needle and pang in my heart—he is gentle with me. Of course, it is true that he understands better than anyone. Though that is a heartache for another day.
The following days felt like I'd finally hit the water. I sealed my lips and balled my fists so as not to allow the sea inside, but every second was a test, one I would stake my life on, for him. I would hold on as I sank into the depths until my fingers relaxed and I had to take that fatal breath.
I held on; I promise I did. Yet looking back, I believe I was holding onto the wrong thing.
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we sleep at sunset (1)
Teen Fiction''I'm going to kiss you,'' he whispers, and he takes my bottom lip between his. His hand grazes my throat, gentle and light. I fist his shirt, pulling him closer so his head tilts, his tongue touching the roof of my mouth. My hands slip under his s...
