Whenever I kissed him, I felt like all the pain and sorrow he felt was drawn into me. I wanted . . . I needed to take the shadows away from his beautiful soul. That night, I finally knew how different I was. The rest of the people, they love because they want their love returned.
Love goes and comes and changes for most people.
I loved Angel forever. When he told me he loved me, I remembered what our first kiss had told me. This was going to be forever. I knew sometimes it would hurt me, and I didn't care because there was nothing I could do about it. No matter who came and who went, no matter what we said or did to each other, no matter who we were with, even if Angel stepped into the sunlight and it didn't burn his flesh, our love would never change from what it was at that first kiss.