Well, I Find A Strange Comfort In

Both Of Us Were Quiet With The Recognition That Something Was Ending, And Something Was Beginning.

He Looked Like A Fallen Angel, Replete With All The Dangerous Male Beauty That Lucifer Could Devise.

His Quiet Certainty Made The Ground Beneath My Feet Feel Solid. Like Someday Everything Might Actually Be Okay.

...whether He Stayed Or Left, Whether They Walked The Same Path Or Not. They Could Live On Opposite Sides Of The World, And She Would Still Be His.

Whereas I Will Be With A Wicked, Handsome Rom Who Will Keep Me Warm All Night.