A ghost from her past, part of a world to which she no longer belonged but had never stopped missing.
Catherine AndersonIโm all mixed up inside. Itโs likeโI donโt knowโlike an ignition of some kind. one minute, Iโm fine, and the next Iโm losing it.
Catherine AndersonThat's an L, as in love, and I love you more than I'll ever be able to tell you with words. I want to tell you in other ways. In the way I kiss you. In the way I touch you. In the way I hold you. Won't you let me say it my way, just once? - Swift to Amy
Catherine Anderson