How am I supposed to move forward in life when everything important to me is motionless?

I love you, Ella May and nothing will ever change that. You can push me away -run away – and I will still love you.

At least tell me you won? And that the scratches and dings were totally worth it." "Of course. They're always worth it," he says with a hidden meaning that only the two of us could ever understand.

I write the word solitude on my wall and then below it: Do you know me at all? Are my words just air? Is my heart easy to spare?

Love you more than life itself, more than the sun and the air. You own my soul, Ella May. Micha

I’m pretty certain my worthless heart shatters inside my chest, and she steals one of the pieces. If it didn’t already belong to someone else I probably would have handed her all the pieces right then and there.

How can you want to touch me after what I did?" "How can I ever not want to touch you?