Oh You Do Smell Good.

He's Like A Drug For You, Bella." His Voice Was Still Gentle, Not At All Critical. "i See That You Can't Live Without Him Now. It's Too Late. But I Would Have Been Healthier For You. Not A Drug; I Would Have Been The Air, The Sun." The Corner Of My Mouth Turned Up In A Wistful Half-smile. "i Used To Think Of You That Way, You Know. Like The Sun. My Personal Sun. You Balanced Out The Clouds Nicely For Me." He Sighed. "the Clouds I Can Handle. But I Can't Fight With An Eclipse.

Do I Dazzle You?" I Voiced My Curiosity Impulsively, And Then The Words Were Out, And It Was Too Late To Recall Them. But Before I Had Time To Too Deeply Regret Speaking The Words Aloud, She Answered "frequently." And Her Cheeks Took On A Faint Pink Glow. I Dazzled Her. My Silent Heart Swelled With A Hope More Intense Than I Could Ever Remember Having Felt Before.

Just Because You Want Something To Be True Doesn’t Make It That Way.” -the Host

I Think She's Having Hysterics. Maybe You Should Slap Her.

It Was Nice To Be Alone, Not To Have To Smile And Look Pleased; A Relief To Stare Dejectedly Out The Window At The Sheeting Rain And Let Just A Few Tears Escape.