The Glue of Love “If they knew they’d die. Hell, if this weren’t me right here I’d die too.” I sighed laying there in the damp grass. The moon was right above us, but all I could see was her eyes. How did I ever get to be this lucky? There must be a God, and he must be watching over me.
“I’d doubt we’d be any other place right now. It’s fate.” She says taking my hand and holding it over her heart. I can feel the pattern; one beat, one beat, two beats, one beat. Music if I’d ever heard it. I could never believe in something more perfect than the moment we were living. It would be a dream if it were anything greater than this.
“You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be. So for right now I’m glad to be here with you. I’m glad to be able to hold you. We can’t tell right now, they wouldn’t get it. I get it though, and you get it too. We’re the only ones who count in this unforgiving wor