In the screwed-up life I’d been dealt, she was my only source of comfort.

Hold her for me. Hold her tight. Don't let her be lonely. Don't let her hurt. Please.

I couldn't forget. I couldn't break. She had the power to break me. No one had ever been given that power, ever.

Ash, I want you. Bad, very very bad. But you deserve better than this

The one thing I’d learned was that having someone with you all the time did not take away the loneliness. You could be surrounded by people and be lonely. Something was missing. I could almost pinpoint it, but right when it was within my grasp I forgot; it just slipped away.

I know this because I understand now what love really feels like. The kind that consumes you. Love holds the power to break you. It holds the power to complete you.

Blaire, tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do whatever it is you need.