I Can Do This, I Lied To

"happy Birthday," He Sighed, And Leaned Down To Touch His Lips To Mine. I Reached Up On My Toes To Make The Kiss Last Longer When He Pulled Away. He Smiled My Favorite Crooked Smile, And Then He Disappeared Into The Darkness.

We Value The Individual. We Probably Put Too Much Emphasis On The Individual, If It Comes Right Down To It. How Many People, In The Abstract, Would...let's Say Paige....how Many People Would She Sacrifice To Keep Andy Alive? The Answer Wouldn't Make Any Sense If You Were Looking At The Whole Of Humanity As Equals.

But What If...what If You Sincerely Believed Something Was True, But You Were Dead Wrong? What If You Were So Stubbornly Sure That You Were Right, That You Wouldn’t Even Consider The Truth? Would The Truth Be Silenced, Or Would It Try To Break Through?

Hey, Do You Know What You Call A Blond With A Brain?" I Asked, And The Continued On The Same Breath, "a Golden Retriever." I've Heard That One, Too," She Said, No Longer Smiling. I'll Keep Trying." I Promised.

Edward And I Had Not Had A Last Grand Scene Of Farewell, Nor Did I Plan One. To Speak The Word Was To Make It Final. It Would Be The Same As Typing The Words The End On The Last Page Of A Manuscript. So We Did Not Say Our Goodbyes, And We Stayed Very Close To Each Other, Always Touching. Whatever End Found Us, It Would Not Find Us Separated.