He took her face and put it on his own.
She saw through his eyes.
"Fear, hope, desire, despair," droned the technician as he cut them out of my head.
I know they’re going to die, but I will love and care for them regardless.
I frequently find myself needing multiple words to express what I could've done with one.
He tells me
But last Winter
He was buried
Six feet underground
While sleep walking, I went to bed to check on myself, found myself peacefully sleeping.
That plane's flying too low.
Oh my God.
"Hello, Mom? I love you so much."
Time of Death
I captured time in a jar, but forgot to punch air holes in the lid.
We stood so close that I could feel his heart beating. And then we jumped.
You only live once; but if you do it right, then once is okay .