Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.

I found them. The damn quotes that have been driving me nuts for hours now… Movies I watched way too many times a few years ago… I’ve always known why. Lately though, the reasons are a little closer to home, and still so far away.

I’ll be asleep, and all the sudden there he is, that big smile. You know that smile. And I say, ‘Hey, Bobby – where you been?’ but he won’t tell me. He just smiles and says, ‘Remember, Christina: I’ll always love you; I loved you the moment I saw you; I love you now; and I love you forever. There’s no goodbyes – there’s only love, Christina; only love. Then he’s gone. But he’s always happy when he goes so I know he’s got to be okay – absolutely okay.

I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One.

Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. Sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing… I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don’t know. Maybe I had my happiness. I don’t want to believe it but, there is no man, Gilly. Only that moon.

I told you I was a good dancer. Can I keep you?

y’know, honey… this isn’t real. You know what it is? It’s St. Elmo’s Fire. Electric flashes of light that appear in dark skies out of nowhere. Sailors would guide entire journeys by it, but the joke was on them… there was no fire. There wasn’t even a St. Elmo. They made it up. They made it up because they thought they needed it to keep them going when times got tough, just like you’re making up all of this. We’re all going through this. It’s our time at the edge.

Sometimes when you’re young, you have moments of such happiness, you think you’re living in someplace magical, like Atlantis must have been? then we grow up and our hearts break into two.

There. Now that’s out of my system I can move on to other research or something. Sheesh.