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I want you to know...that you can trust me." John locked eyes with her and was instantly transported to a different plane of existence. Mighta been heaven again. Who the fuck knew or cared. All he knew was that there was only her and him together, the rest of the world drifting away into fog. Was it possible to fall in love with someone twice, he wondered dimly. ↗
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Don’t ever let each other go without a fight. Be a best friend to one another. Don’t be afraid to overuse the words “I love you” and always love like crazy.” Emma leaned over and kissed my mom’s forehead. “Thank you.” My mom wrapped her arms around her and reached for me. “I love you two. And someday, when you need me and I’m not there, promise me you’ll lean on each other.” That promise seemed so simple at this moment and we both nodded, promising her everything. “And in case you don’t have each other at that point just remember this. You can find me in the wind, in the beautiful moments of life. You will see me in laughter and in smiles. And you can always find me in the butterflies. ↗
The Virgin Mary is called the [Greek words] (the "book of the Word of life") by the Greek Church. The book of the Gospel, the book of Christ's origins and life, can be written and proclaimed because God has first written his living Word in the living book of the Virgin's being, which she has offered to her Lord in all its purity and humility—the whiteness of a chaste, empty page. If the name of Mary does not often appear in the pages of the Gospel as evident participant in the action, it is because she is the human ground of humility and obedience upon which every letter of Christ's life is written. She is the Theotokos, too, in the sense that she is the book that bears, and is inscribed with, the Word of God. She keeps her silence that he might resonate the more plainly within her. ↗
Wake up naked drinking coffee Making plans to change the world While the world is changing us It was good good love You used to laugh under the covers Maybe not so often now But the way I used to laugh with you Was loud and hard ↗
Up ahead about two blocks, a massive figure stepped out into her path. She halted. Took a deep breath. Felt a prickling in her eyes. On the breeze drifting down to her, John's unmistakable bonding scent was a dark spice that wiped out the stink of the city and the wretched sting of her unhappiness. She started walking toward him. Fast. Faster... Now she was running. He met her halfway, falling into a jog as soon as he saw her pick up the pace, and they slammed into each other. Hard to know whose mouth found whose, or whose arms were cinched tighter, or who was the desperate one. But then, in this they were equals. ↗