A huge fan of River Phoenix gets a visit from the angel himself

It was an amazing love story; His name is River Phoenix. Her name is Grace Marin. Same age, same school. The significant two re-met in the most unlikely way: River was passed out in an alley behind a local bar. Grace saw the familiar face and thought he was left for dead, but turns out, he was drunk. River had drinking and drug issues, as much as he wanted to give that life up, the daily routine was something he couldn't get rid of. Grace was a troubled student; juggling her depression and struggling to keep up her grades, this life style was more than unexpected. Read on... (Deleted for some reason so I added it back) August 5, 2014 - September 3, 2015

❝What happened to us. Why weren't we ever an item?❞ I asked tenderly as he fluttered his eyes open. ❝Because, Chris. You never liked me the way I liked you. I've never been in love until I saw you sitting on that Juilliard stage playing the piano, the biggest goofy smile on your face, because you're doing something you adore, and damn it. That's when I fell in love.❞ -In which two believers fall in love, but not at the same time. A story about love, heartbreak, and a whole lot of rock and roll.

The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent. The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite. Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.