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I will gladly spend the rest of my days learning your secrets.

I will be so glad for you to hear not the sounds of gunfire but the sounds of church bells, and of people working in peace.

I will do everything I can to be the man that you want, the man that the seven-year-old you used to dream about. I will bring you flowers, I’ll take care of you when you’re sick, I’ll give you space when you need it and I’ll never leave your side when you want someone there. I want to be better than I am because of you, Paisley.

I will gladly go to exhaustion waiting for him. Waiting for his discipline. Waiting for his affection. Waiting for the unknown.

I will claim her, and I will protect her, and any who become her enemy? I will destroy.

I will continue to exist in all these little moments. where we took the first dip of love and my heart skipped a beat. Our first walk, the first touch which burnt my soul, that first rain, the first kiss, the first comfortable silence between us. How many years may pass, Whenever I am sitting near the window and its raining or whenever I am sitting by a fireside and its cold, There will always be a piece of me which reminds me of you. It will stay in this moment forever.

I will continue to seduce you. I’m a man who gets what he wants. And I want you.

I will do whatever is necessary to protect you and her. Last night only muted my hunger for you to a hum. I'm not ready to let you go. Not now, not ever.

I will grant you one wish, for your birthday. Anything at all, except sex.” “Wait…what?” “You heard me. So what do you want?” Grayson questioned, keeping calm about the whole thing. Konnor thought those words over in his head again. He was literally telling him he could do what he wanted with him, as a birthday treat, as long as they didn't sleep together. “Wait a minute. Are you saying that if I wanted to…” he asked, but found that he didn't want to embarrass Grayson by saying it. His eyes went there any way. They focused on his crotch withoutshame, wondering if he would get to remove clothes. “Yes,” he nodded. “And you'd let me? Why?” he asked, too stunned to do anything else but ask. “Because it's not your fault I'm straight. And it's not your fault you're attracted to me. If I can't give you everything you want I can at least give you a birthday to remember, right?” Grayson smiled. Konnor felt like kissing him so hard he wouldn't be straight any more.

I will bear Cloud through the portal,” Fury says as Soar ties the last knot on his armour. “Flay will carry you.” “Who?” Soar turns as the female nods. She’s carrying me? “Where are we going?” “Skyfall, Master Soar,” Fury stands. Cloud is small in his arms. “You shall be a guest of the Dragonkin.” “I hope our guest is delicious,” Flay comments as she looks Soar over. Is she flirting or does she plan on eating him? Maybe both.

I will come back for you as soon as I can." He stared at her, running a hand over his short beard. "I was about to promise you that I will get back, but the truth is, I could get captured by my uncle and his men. Many other things could happen, and I don't want to leave you.

I will come tonight Since the moon is full You told me - Our sorrows are the same. Will you love me as I love you, Will you love me after midnight, When the bird tears down its nest? Will you love me with time, When the bird forgets its song? I told you - I will love you since I love you I will come tonight Since the moon is full I will have for you Some plaintive sobs -The sound of water on the reefs I will have for you Some faded bouquets For your resigned hands That my two arms Will come embrace.

I will devour you.

I will insist you be man enough to take it. I won’t have you making light of my feelings, or making light of yourself—as if you’re not worthy of them. Because you are worthy, Colin. You’re a generous, good-hearted person, and you deserve to be loved. Deeply, truly, well, and often.” He looked utterly bewildered. Well, what did he expect, after the power he’d given her? He couldn’t compare a woman to a torrentially beautiful monsoon, and then look surprised that he’d gotten wet. “You reckless man.” She laid a touch to his cheek. “You really should be more careful with those compliments.

I will love with all my soul.

I will never stop loving you, I know it’s a cliché but it’s damn true.

I will not exorcise you—I’d miss your fragrance, the soft tread of your step on the stair

I will say it as many times as you want...I will never betray you!

I will miss myself in relation to others. The rareness. The exceptional differences. I will miss the gift that comes with hardship and paying the price. I will miss the tragedy of my own life. As I once spoke...emphatically, but I now repeat here, quietly—the pain, the pain is what made it so God damn beautiful. I endured. You can wait a lifetime for thirty seconds, five minutes, or for an hour to come into your life—a brief interval that makes all the suffering purposeful. In such moments of splendor and rapture—even if the rapture be stilled, the private hours and years of reckoning are unloaded, a burden lifted and the spirit feels as it did on the happiest day of its life when it was young and untormented Or rather, unconscious of the torment waiting to be ignited.

I will never leave you for I am intertwined in the fabric of you're being and my life blood's essence pulsates through your'e veins.

I will make love to your soul I will love you as forever I will make love to your fingers To fill the spaces between you and the world -Each of your sighs will invite another. I will make love to your eyes, -What you have of unsatisfied, You will live by the touch of my hands You will remember me who I am And if the world has an order -Each of your sighs will invite another.

I will never find in others what I have found in you.

I will never forget the magic I felt the moment I kissed your lips.

I will never want for more. You are my totality.

I will tell you in another life when we are both cats.

I will wait for you until the gold from the sun dwindles away.

Will you have any regrets once she’s dead? Brooklyn’s question and her voice echoed in my head as I watched her walking to her house, her hips swaying tantalizingly at every step. A heavy weight fell on my shoulders because I didn’t have to ponder that question to find the answer.

I will take and love all of you, Brienna MacQuinn, your shadows and your light, for you have challenged me; you have captivated me. And I desire no other but you.

I will track right on down to hell to pull your ass out of the fire.

I will wait until your heart is willing. -4th Prince

I will wait for you No matter where you are I won't get lost Even if something happens I'll be here loving you As long as you're there As long as you still don't have... Someone else

I will wait for a thousand years to be with you.

I wish I could stop time and keep you out of danger. She turned and placed a kiss on the palm of his hand. Without the danger, we never would have met.

I wish I knew how to get you back. And apparently fate won't let me give up" From Central Park Song: a Screenplay

I wish you could see what I see when I look at you. You point out all of your flaws like they’re a bad thing, when in reality they are the best parts of you.

I wish to pervade your mind and slowly discover your secrets!

I wish to stay drenched forever in those rain-blue eyes in those...soul-reaching crystals not moving a muscle nor breathing just savoring this turquoise ache against my heart.

I wish you water.

I woke myself up to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, that Mike was really beside me. I kissed the pillow close up near his cheek because I didn’t want to wake him. He opened one eye and grinned at me. “Don’t waste ’em, kitten.

I wondered, however, whether I might be better off waiting to see what happened at the gig before taking things to an epistolary level. There was no need to be reckless.

I wish you a beautiful blessed Father’s Day.

I wish you were my toe--so that I can kick all the furniture and got nothing to worry.

I wonder if he practices making awkward and nerdy look sort of cool. Like he fills his house with furniture that is the wrong scale for his tall body and buys plaid shirts in bulk and tells his barber to leave crazy, too-long pieces of hair mixed in with the regularly cut hair so everything always looks messy. Then he runs his hands through his hair and puts on his plaid shirts and uses mirrors to watch himself sit in uncomfortable furniture until comfortable furniture looks like it's the one with the problem.

I wonder what would happen if I stopped walking, if I let the crowd fill up the space between us. Would he notice? Would he wade back to find me? Or would he keep going, because forward is his destination and I am not?

I wonder, though... what would it be like? To be that close to a boy and have him see all of you, no holding back. Would it be scary only for a second or two, or would it be scary the whole time? What if I didn't like it at all? Or what if I liked it too much? It's a lot to think about.

I wonder what freezes the flurry of hurt on her cold- flushed cheeks, if his touch is a salve or the shattering.

Keeping our memories close to my heart, I spend my days and nights in sublime ecstasy!

Kiss a woman’s lips, and you have her for a moment; kiss a woman’s soul, and you have her for a lifetime.

Listen to me very carefully, and think hard about what happens if you go over my head to do something for me that you think is right. What is my normal reaction?” Gabe slumps slightly. “Not favourable?

Listen to the earth, Feel the fire. Allow the power to flow through ye.