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Books are boring," James said as he wrote. "They line the walls like a thousand leather doorways to be opened into worlds unknown," I offered.

Boys and girls hid in the library stacks or behind the gym and flew at each other with no promise of love or even kindness, tasting one another in clumsly attempts to steal pleasure before they could be hurt or hated.

He kissed me for a long moment, holding my shoulders, perhaps to keep me from pressing my whole body against his. Then he tried to lift my bag. "My God," he said. "What happened?" "I found out one may check out twenty books at a time from the school library.

he was watching me and when our eyes met, i had no fan to cover my face, no way to hid my feelings. i was desperate for him, and he could see it, all the way in me.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real.

i felt my being flutter. each tousled head that came through the door i wanted to be his, but no and on, a dozen boys entered, yet not the one.

I had asked her for help, and she had sent me to the lions. I knew that she was trying to save her little girl, but sometimes mothers with the best intentions kill their daughters all the same.

It´s hard to have you with me but not to be able to take your hand or kiss you -James

i would court you with passion, if things were different. you'd never get me off your porch swing.

I would do anything to stay beside you forever.

Like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. She is gone.

Someone was looking at me, a disturbing sensation if you're dead.

That I am your heart's secret fills me with song. I wish I could sing of you here in my cage. You are my heart's hidden poem. I reread you, memorize you every moment we're apart.

Those who cry to be young again should think twice before they seal those prayers.

To desperately hope," I whispered James let out a breath. "To gratefully believe.

...You deserve to be happy. What can I do?" Don't send me away, I thought. He looked at me again. "What do you want?" "I want to taste an apple," I said. And your lips, I thought.

A sea of dreams trapped in a span of pressed pages

As I look around the quiet room, I see a thousand leather covers like doorways into worlds unknown.

I studied a crescent moon hung crooked in a plum purple sky and thought about what it would be like to truly be seen.

It was all real and blazing with detail. But I was shadow, light as mist, mute as the wallpaper.

Obedience is bondage, if God wants to be adored he should make himself more loving.

Perhaps I couldn’t tickle the inside of his ear, but I could reach the mysterious curves of his mind.

The library smells like old books-a thousand leather doorways into other worlds." "Dear sir, I was called away and couldn't bring you, but now I feel haunted. I know that sometimes you felt I was a part of you and that losing me would leave a hole in your heart, but that's not true... Please forgive me... I am sorry that I didn't say goodbye.