Among my stillness was a pounding heart.

She affected me, even when she was absent.

His hands fell to my hips, and his fingers dug through my rain-drenched clothes.

I was falling in love with her, and she was falling in love with me. It was fated, decided before any of us were born, and I hated it as much as I loved it. I could barely stand it. (Eric)

One moment of true happiness was worth all the moments of pain. (Jessica)

Her kiss could kill us, and my consent signed our death certificates, selfishly and without control. (Eric)

Love was a lot more complicated when you had a lot of time on your hands.

Chaos within destiny. It was the definition of our love.

I knew nothing of death, and, for some unexplainable reason, I was beginning to feel guilty for that. -Jessica