“You once said long ago
while stroking my hair,
"When you wake up, there'll be
a nice present
by your pillow."”

“The desire to never leave your side, the desire to never see you again. The desire to see your face asleep on the pillow beside my face and to see your eyes open in the morning when I lie next to you—just watching you, waiting for you to wake up.”

“When I wake up, my pillow’s cold and damp with tears. But tears for what? I have no idea.”

“Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair.
"No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.”

“What does your sorrow do while you sleep? -It’s awake and waiting. And when it loses patience, it wakes me up.”

“Memories are nice little possessions. As long as you don't ignore the present when you take them out to play.”

“That’s the nice thing about dreams, the way you wake up before you fall.”

“When I woke up, I found
by my pillow a teddy bear
instead of you.”

“Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually, he offered to wake you up himself, but since it's five a. m., I figured you'd be less cranky if you had something nice to look at.”

“I wish I could be next to you stroking your hair, warning the scent of your skin and looking into your eyes, sweetly bite your lips.”