Rock and roll for that one, rock and roll forever.

Jan 26, 2004 21:34

When she whispered his name, he was sure he was hearing things. He looked up at her and her mouth was closed, she was looking down and not at him, and then she took a sip of coffee like she'd just been deep in thought. She looked up at him over the rim of the mug and gave an awkward little smile ( Read more... )

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metafore April 14 2004, 06:46:25 UTC
This is still one of the most beautiful pieces I've ever read.

I love you.

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