77 Quotes by A. Meredith Walters

When I asked him as to why he only drew the butterflies he had kissed me softly on the mouth. “Because you make me feel free.” He had answered simply.

You’re my smile, Imi. Always have been.” He kissed me with abandon. A passion unleashed. “Always will be,” he murmured into my mouth.

I know who you are in here. I trusted the eighteen-year-old boy who made sure I was fed. Who protected me. Who loved me. And I trust the man he became. Sure, people can change, but I see who you are.

We had felt like a force of nature. Unstoppable. Destined. We thrived on the passion and confidence of youth that left no room for doubt. We loved each other. And in the ugly world we had inhabited, it was a light we had clung to.

No matter how horrified she had been, her love held her prisoner. It was up to me to set her free.

He was banana bread and holding hands. He was soft smiles and warm touches. He was whispered words and solemn declarations. He was love. He was home. He was forever.

Words like ice picks. They hurt. They burned.

If you want it, you can have it, Imogen. Don’t make excuses because you’re scared,” he remarked harshly, almost angrily.

And like the messed up dude in that novel, I just want to live forever as long as it’s with you.