This is what it feels like to care about someone who doesn't feel the same. I'd only known how it felt to love someone who loved me just as fiercely. I'd never known rejection. I'd never wanted someone who didn't want me. The longing didn't go away with rejection.
But dreams change. Fate has a way showing you paths you want more.
We had our thing. It is a really good memory but now we're older. Things change.
Write every day. Writing is a muscle that gets stronger with use.
You proved to be worthy of my devotion. Of Death’s...love
I couldn't forget. I couldn't break. She had the power to break me. No one had ever been given that power, ever.