My point is that first loves always make sense because you don’t know any better. Everything is a first and any warning bells are drowned out by the sheer novelty of it all.
She was mysterious, and he liked mysteries. Mysteries always lead to surprises...
I held her against me, wishing with all my heart for time to stop, now and forever.
I spent much of that year trying to imagine a future distorted by war.
Our guns couldn’t even reach them when they opened fire. So what do we do? Knowing we didn’t stand a chance? We engaged. The Battle of Leyte Gulf, they call it now. Went straight for them. We were the first ship to start firing, the first to launch smoke and torpedoes, and we took on both a cruiser and a battleship. Did a lot of damage, too. But because we were out front, we were the first to go dead in the water. A pair of enemy cruisers closed in and began firing, and then we went down.
And yet, in truth it is in the quiet details of our life together where I have found the most meaning.
He was a solitary figure in a vast landscape while she was a face in a nameless crowd.
Habit and tradition often render change undesirable.
I am here to love you, to hold you in my arms, to protect you. I am here to learn from you and to receive your love in return. I am here because there is no place to be.
I want balance. Work is important because I have to support myself, but so are friends, health, rest. Having the time to do things that I enjoy, and sometimes doing nothing at all.
The rain blew in soft sheets, making the oncoming headlights shimmer.
April never ceased to surprise... there were always a few glorious days, perfect days, when it seemed as thought anything were possible.
Is she here now?” Tuck.
Love makes everything complicated, and emotions always go wild in the beginning. But when it’s real, you should hold on tight, because we’re both old enough to know that true love doesn’t come along all that often.
She’d always believed that people come in two varieties: those who look out the windshield and those who stare in the rearview mirror. She’d always been the windshield type: Gotta focus on the future, not the past, because that’s the only part that’s still up for grabs.
True friendship exists when silence between two people is comfortable.
Yes, I would become upset when you forgot to take out the garbage, but that is not a real argument. That is nothing. It passes like a leaf blown by the window. It is over and done and it is forgotten quickly.
I am always with you, Ira.
Our stories are funny because we lived them, and we survived them.
People talk about truth like it’s the solution to all of life’s problems. I’ve been around long enough to know that isn’t the case, and that sometimes truth can do more harm than good.