Don't worry, Evie; my heart isn't broken, only bruised.

And the candle by the light of which she had been reading that book filled with anxieties, deceptions, grief and evil, flared up brighter than ever, lit up for her all that had once been darkness, sputtered, grew dim and went out for ever.

i finally got t this place were it feel right were i knew i belong were i didn't give crap maybe is not the right place but i feel save

Our plans for the future made us laugh and feel close, but those same plans somehow made anything more than temporary between us seem impossible. It was the first time I’d ever had the feeling of missing someone I was still with.