The Peace Sign Is With Two Fingers

I Can't Even Tell You How Good It Felt To See Him. It Felt Even Better When He Reached Through The Metal Grate, Wrapped His Fingers Around The Front Of My Shirt, Dragged Me Forward, And Kissed Me Through The Bars. "sorry" He Said-only Not Looking To Sorry, If You Know What I Mean.

It Was Considerably Larger Than A Knife Hilt.

You Can't Turn Love On And Off Like A Faucet.

We Kissed All The Way Through The Fireworks Display. We Didn’t Even Notice That There Was A Fireworks Display… …i Guess Because We’d Been Making Fireworks Of Our Own.

I Usually Know Almost Exactly How I Feel. The Problem Is, I Just Can't Tell Anyone.