And it is strange that absence can feel like presence.
Does loving someone mean you want them to be safe? Or that you want them to be able to choose?
You cannot change your journey if you are unwilling to move at all.
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.
It's not knowing how to write that makes you interesting, it's what you write.
Once you want something, everything changes.