I say good-bye to the part of myself that misses him so much.
When the shock wears off, you always hope there's understanding underneath.
If you let the world in, you open yourself up to the world. Even if the world doesn't know that you're there.
Sometimes memory tricks you. Sometimes beauty is best when it's distant.
I'll see you later, he says, and as he does, he runs his finger briefly over my wrist. It passes over me like air, and makes me shiver like a kiss.
School is school-she wants it to be over, but she's afraid of it being over, because then she'll have to figure out what comes next.