The heart is a place with worm holes made by feelings you aren't supposed to have but do.

And yet here I am. Broken and bleeding on the inside, heartsick, I am here.

My full name is Lauren Lee Smith. Of all the names I could have been given, that's the one I got. Lauren Lee Smith. It has all the personality of a toaster.

Whatever happened to me just now has gotten to me, broken past the fragile shell I've built. More than my memory is gone. My soul has wings that beat to a heart I don't understand and I see things, feel things that I know aren't from here, but that are so real.

Talking about someone who makes you happy actually makes you happy.

She looked at me for real and saw I was serious. She saw I knew she was for me like you know that tomorrow morning the sun will rise.

I'd forgotten how much feelings hurt.