He smiled lightly and handed me a donut. He said God bless and walked back to the kitchen. All I could see was a plane, at an angle, dangerously low, buzzing rooftops. I wanted to scream. And how lucky I am to have her in my life.
Some people are in a hurry for love.
They call to it, like a cat, hoping to lure it in. But everyone knows, cats will let you feed them, but they're loyal to no one. Love never props anyone up. They are too heavy. Love is crushed.