Amanda

About the Book

“I have forgotten so many simple things.” She let go of him and looked to the sea once more. “My childhood is fragmented and I see faces in my head. Faces I should know but I don’t. I have forgotten how a kiss is supposed to feel or how blushing feels.” She ran her hand down his chest. “I remember ever so slightly how my insides would jump when you would look at me. How I would get so nervous just being around you.” “So what you are saying Amanda is, this body, it’s a prison.” He stood up. “A prison with no emotions, no feelings. Day after day of a tasteless world that is monotonous.” “There are good parts Forrest. So many things I couldn’t do if I was mortal.” “Feeding on people trying to live life and all you’re doing is staring at it through a window.” His voice was soft and low. “I haven’t fed on a human in some time Forrest. Believe it or not you can live off other things.” “My point is Amanda, that your body is sick… Be careful what you wish for, you just may get it. No love last lasts forever. www.lavadarowe.com

About the Author

Love..... What is it..... Is it beauty?.... Most people would say that love and beauty aren't... rather shouldn't be related. ..... But in a sense love is beauty....Like a Rose is more Beautiful than a sunflower... They are both just flowers... To understand love you have to know beauty.... Beauty is nothing more then a lasting impact something leaves on your soul.... So Since the rose touches your soul deeper than the sunflower...... It is more beautiful.... Rose.... the flower of love.... The rose signifies love through its beauty.... So In that sense Love is Beauty..... Love is nothing more than the Beauty of the heart and Soul..... And you my dearest love have touched my heart and soul in ways I Have never thought possible..... So you... My beautiful angel... are Beautiful... and I Love You. James Wilt Franklin, NC