How can you miss someone who’s right beside you?
My heart shifted a little in my chest; it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn't hear.
It’s what you do that counts, not what you consider doing.
There’s a reason I hate jigsaw puzzles. I don’t have the patience to find all the border pieces, especially when they’re all the same shade of gray.
I always have someplace else I’d rather be, even if I don’t know where that is, yet.
His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. "I could've made you happy, dove." "You did," I whispered