The More Things Change, The More They

A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Texts.

When Their Lips Met, And Their Tongues Touched, It Was Like They Were Kissing In A Hundred Different Places, And Her Senses Were Flooded With New Sensations And Old Memoires. He Kissed Her, And Their Souls Melted Into Each Other In A Melody Older Than Time.

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!

I Don’t Want To Make The Same Mistakes I’ve Made Before. I Want To Be Free. I Want To Be With You. We Will Be Together. I Believe I Will Have Less To Live For, If I Am Not With You.

He's Too Much For Schuyler. They're Wrong For Each Other. Anyone Can See That. And When He Leaves Her, I'll Be There. However Long It Takes, I'll Still Be There For Her. Waiting.