“I closed my eyes and he kissed my eyelids, barely brushing them with his lips. I felt safe, at home. I felt as if here, against his body, was the only place in which I belonged. The only place I had ever wanted to be. We lay in silence for a while, holding each other, our skin merging, our breathing synchronized. I felt as if silence might allow the moment to last for ever, which would still not be enough.” IfsStillsEnoughMomentsHomeBodyMightEyeWantedLastsFeltSilenceSafeSkinsLaysLipsBreathingEyelidsBrushingMerging Author:S.J. Watson
“Whatever enjoyment I might have had at the time would disappear overnight like snow melting on a warm roof.” MightWarmDisappearSnowEnjoymentRoofMelting Author:S.J. Watson
