‎imprinting On Someone Is Like... Like When

Jasper Chuckled, Shaking His Head. " You Truly Are One Frightening Little Monster.

I Flicked On The Light Beside My Bed, Waiting For My Breathing To Slow, Veins Full Of Adrenaline From The Realistic Dream. A New Dream, But In Essence So Much The Same As The Many Others That Had Plagued Me In The Past Months. No, Not A Dream. Surely A Memory. I Could Still Feel The Heat Of Jared's Lips On Mine. My Hands Reached Out Without My Permission, Searching Across The Rumpled Sheets, Looking For Something They Didn't Find. My Heart Ached When They Gave Up, Falling To The Bed Limp And Empty.

The Seeker Needed A Nice Long Lifetime Eating Sunshine.

Don't Worry, Mel. Miracles Don't Work That Way. I'll Never Lose You. I'll Never Let You Get Away From Me.

No One Had To Tell Me Anything. I Know What I Am