It’s just my hard edges and your hard edges but I swear if we touch enough we’ll be as smooth as skipping stones.
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I don’t know how to exist properly in the same space as someone I don’t love anymore.
When I think of everyone else out there in the world that goes through their life alone, and then I think of all the amazing years I’ve gotten to spend with my beautiful, beautiful best friend Brooke Davis, I kind of feel sorry for everybody else.
I am tugging on our love with both hands and even that isn’t enough to pull you out of yourself.
all i know is that you are the most beautiful thing I have ever known
There are candles flickering and everything smells like light. Everything looks like love.
It’s my turn to twist something beautiful in my hands until it falls to pieces. They’ll fall through my fingers and onto the ground and I won’t even look back.
Have I ever told you what a miracle it is to love and not suffer for it?
I want to tear this love from my skin but it stays.
The only thing that seems more impossible than keeping love is losing it and I don’t know how to do either one.
All this feeling doesn’t make you weak.
There is still love to be had. There is still light to be found.
First things first. I hate to spoil the ending but you’re going to make it.
We are building this place with our own trembling hands and it is better than we ever thought.
People thought I was stupid or heroic. I don’t know which is better.
I swallowed your badness whole and held my hand out for more.
The promise I need you to make is this: We’ll see each other tomorrow. Tonight doesn’t always keep its promises, but tomorrow has potential.
Sometimes tomorrow feels impossible.
I know how it feels to be in a fistfight with yourself, with your memories, with your trauma, with your pain.
I have never been comfortable with blame so I throw it into the air like confetti.