Julie Johnson
- Say the Word
I've always thought that relationships are kind of like stars. The majority of them burn brightly for a time and then slowly die out, leaving a luminous legacy in their wake. Their residual light shines brightly for years after their dissipation - a dazzling imprint of what once was, that linger even in the absence of the star itself.
Sara Teasdale
- The Collected Poems
Stephen kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, but Colin only looked at me and never kissed at all. Stephen's kiss was lost in jest, Robin's lost in play, but the kiss in Colin's eyes haunts me night and day.
