“I wonder how it’s possible to forget a face. I wonder how you can forget the sound of someone’s voice or the way they tasted against your lips, even though you swore to yourself you’d always remember.”— Stephanie Walker, thoughtcatalog.com
“I wonder if the way the rain feels against my skin is the same way it feels against yours. If the words of my favorite song remind you of the way it felt when he let you go after promising he never would, or when the warm August air made you crazy for a boy who was leaving in September.”— Stephanie Walker, thoughtcatalog.com