There is a part of her greater than the sum of her knowable parts. And that part has to go somewhere, because it cannot be destroyed.
You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.
She never acted as if she liked him all that much, but then she never acted as if she liked anyone all that much.
maybe she'd been scared of being paralyzed by fear again.
The marks humans leave are too often scars.
The world is not a wish-granting factory.