“It's my heart. It is the same as yours. I shook my head. No it isn't. Your heart has beaten for fifteen hundred years--and will continue to beat for at least another fifteen hundred--while mine will be lucky to beat… — S.L. Naeole Copy Share Image
“but wouldn't it be easier to let go?" she whispered brokenly, desperately. "would it be easy to carve out a piece of my heart?" he shook his head. "no, you are a part of me now, and whether or not… — Ashley Townsend Copy Share Image
