"She buried her ears into the calm of his heartbeat, and in a matter of seconds fell terribly in love with the way her loneliness fell softly and suddenly, asleep, in his chest." Quote by Christopher Poindexter.
Maybe I can be the cereal, she said. Or no, maybe the milk or perhaps the spoon? I just want youu to start your day with me. I without hesitation thought, then I am the bowl, and I will hold you every single morning.