The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.

Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.

The antique, almost primitive band he held between his fingers caught the sunlight, glinting silver. “I found this ring shortly after I was banished from heaven. I kept it to remind myself of how endless my sentence was, how eternal one small choice can be. I’ve kept it a long time. I want you to have it. You broke my suffering. You’ve given me a new eternity. Be my girl, Nora. Be my everything."

I would lay down everything I possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best I have.

I wanted to imprint his touch, his taste, even the scent of him so solidly inside me that no one could take them away from me.

I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.

It didn't escape me that he couldn't seem to stop finding reasons to touch me. Nor did I miss that I didn't want him to stop.