She ignored the fact that he would also want her to keep moving forward, to have a life, to be happy. All impossible concepts

I was crying for joy, my Sassenach,' he said softly. He reached out slowly and took my face between his hands. "And thanking God that I have two hands. That I have two hands to hold you with. To serve you with, to love you with. Thanking God that I am a whole man still, because of you.

The chocolate of love comes in many tastes. A little bitter to those who hate, milky to child so cute, fruit and nutty it tastes to lovers new. Silky to the passionate heart, crunchy it feels to a teenage heart.

I try not to think about my life. I have no life. I need therapy.

Written By Keanu Reeves

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