We are all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God's purpose to understand.
He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.
But just as nature abhors a vacuum -- so does the human heart.
There is a hunger in you. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.
Know that you hold my heart, my hopes, in your hands.
I worked out what would make me happy, and I worked out what I wanted to do, and I trained myself to do the job that would make those two things happen