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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Backwards Boy in the Backwards World</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the early morning, she is lying on the floor. He kneels and whispers, 'I love you.' And whishes he was sorry. He doesn't want to move, so he stays, dreaming about what they could have had if she would have only listened to him. He shakes his head, floating between dreaming and waking, knowing that they're coming to take him away from her forever.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He stares down at her. She is pale and covered with blood and bruises. She doesn't look like a real person. Everything seems strange, like a dream. Like a nightmare in which you lose everything. Light shines through the bloody windows, like an enchanted forest, the dappled shadow of the red leaves rippled on her silent body. He peers through the door, waiting, and thinking of years ago when he first met her. First loved her. First controled her. But years is only the day before yesterday. He is still trying to believe that they will never take her body. but the house is cracking open, because last night, he made her perfect. He made her his.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That's all there is to it. And for no reason, other than his love. He soon realizes that everything feels strange, like dreams that he stays in forever.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But also, he feels ordinary, as if the world has always been this way, and he knows that she wanted this, too, because she loved him. He puts his lips to her ear and says, 'This is how it is when someone loves you, ' and smiles. He makes her lips smile back and remembers all over again all the wishes she whispered and it hurst his heart. He brushes her long hair back. 'It's a shame it took this for you to be perfect. Today, you'll find out what perfection is, ' he whispers. He closes her eyes and holds her hand. 'So pretty when you sleep.' Finally, he opens her eyes and kisses her. She tastes like home. Her round blue eyes are glazed over with Death and Fear, but he likes them, and leaves them open so he can look at them.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When they come, he decides, he will hide behind his face. It's a good trick to have. You turn your face into a mask and then you are safe behind it, especially when they try to take what is yours.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Zoe+Guillory">Zoe Guillory</a></strong></div>

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