“Holding her
was never enough
I needed to melt her into me
to mix our colors like paint
to fuse our atoms
and make us one—
but that as well
would never be enough.”
More from Atticus
“The sun is hot without a cloud in the sky and the beach runs out for a mile in silky white…”
“I will follow you, my love, to the edge of all our days, to our very last tomorrows.”
“The world is made up of too many girls wondering if they are pretty and too many boys too…”
“The hardest step we all must take is to blindly trust in who we are.”