The thing about fate is, are you the master of your fate, or are the stars?
We don't get to chose what is true. We only get to choose what we do about it.
So why did I think about her every second? Why was I so much happier the minute I saw her? I felt like maybe I knew the answer, but how could I be sure? I didn't know, and I didn't have any way to find out. Guys don't talk about stuff like that. We just lie under the pile of bricks.
the missing piece my breath my heart my memory me the other half the missing half
Are you accusing me of reading? ~ Ridley
Even in the slippery blur of heat and arms and noise, Lena affected everything in her wake, a pull as powerful as the moon to the tides, or the planets to the sun. I was caught in her orbit, even as she pulled away from mine.