Monday, October 26, 2009

Unconditional Faith, Hope And Love? Give Me A Pen, I Could Write A Book

It had been a long time since she had felt the softness in his brown eyes. It was so thick and tangible that she could literally feel a warm blanket of velvet being draped over her heart as it melted into those familiar butterflies. God, had she forgotten how beautiful the fluttering of their wings felt inside her stomach. 

After all, he did tell her, "Everything will be okay in the end."  

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