I want to reach out and grab his hand and hold it to me, right over my heart, right where it aches the most. I don't know if doing that would heal me or make my heart break entirely, but either way this constant hungry waiting would be over.

Because I feel no anger toward my mother. Only loss, and loss is a feeling you can’t fight your way out of as easily.

We can either try to change everything or just make the most of whatever time we have.

Does loving someone mean you want them to be safe? Or that you want them to be able to choose?

Forgetting lets you live without the pain for a moment but remembering hits hard.

Now that I've found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?

Teens find out a lot from other teens.