5 Quotes by Pamela Sparkman

He smiled today. His smiles are as rare as mine, so I took his smile and tied it to the ribbon around my heart, where I can treasure it always.

I came back.” His heart swelled. “Why?” She shook her head. “Because, I felt like you needed me. Did you? Need me?” All he could do was look at her, wondering why it took so long for her to come into his life. “Yes,” he said. “I think I always have.

Together, they stared upwards while the night wrapped around them like a blanket. Again, things were said between them, even though no words were spoken. Sometimes, the whispers of the heart spoke louder than the deepest voice.

First,” he said softly, “I would hold you…like this.” He moved in a fraction. “And I would memorize the color of your eyes, the slope of your nose, the shape of your mouth, and I would think… I am never going to be the same after this.

I held hope in my hands every day. I treated hope like it was a precious stone. I clutched it so tightly that I sometimes felt bruised by it.