Our past may shape us, but it doesn't define who we become.

So it's a yes, then?" To blue-corn pancakes or being your girlfriend?

i love purple and blue!!!!!

You can’t go back, Ever. You can’t change the past. It just is. . . . This is our destiny. Not yours.

Trust works both ways

The two of us warmed by a bold beam of light that wicks the moisture from my dress, my hair, and my skin—returning it to the sky where it promises to find me again in the form of dew, snow, or rain.

Soundlessly whispering into the void, my lips moving quickly, silently, without ceasing. Calling his name, calling him to me. Even though there's no use. Even though it's futile. Even though it's way past too late.