Sometimes, When The Sun Shines, It Scorches.

That Morning, She Had Found An Envelope Stuffed Into Her Locker. It Was From The Mercer Hotel, And Held A Plastic Door Key For Their Suite. "see You There Tonight," Oliver Had Written. "chomp! Chomp!

He Was Like A Shooting Star You Tried To Catch With Your Hands. She Would Only Get Burned.

You Cannot Be With Someone Just Because You Don’t Want To Hurt Him. You Have Your Own Happiness To Think About.

Had Pretended To Be Abbadon Of The Dark, When Always He Had Been Working For The Light.

Memories Were Moving Pictures In Which Meaning Was Constantly In Flux. They Were Stories People Told Themselves.