remember that every fire will burn itself out, even without your help.

There are some things we do because we convince ourselves it would be better for everyone involved. We tell ourselves that it's the right thing to do, the altruistic thing to do. It's far easier than telling ourselves the truth.

How can you be a survivor, when you can't even remember the war?

I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this. I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive. Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that, even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever.

You would be surprised at the lengths you will go to believe the best about someone if you truly love him

What could you give me," I ask, my voice shaking, "to make me forget ... that you forgot about me?

Sometimes I think my whole life has been about holding on to you.