How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That’s when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds. Why was he looking to them for an escape when I was right here beside him?

The world won’t get more or less terrible if we’re indoors somewhere with a mug of hot chocolate,’ Kim said. ‘Though it’s possible it will seem slightly less terrible if there are marshmallows in the hot chocolate.

When you can be this, why are you ever anything else? - Broken Verses

Those Genes Could Have Been Mine

We should have stories in common, I found myself thinking. We should have stories, and jokes no one understands, and memories that we know will stay alive because neither of us will let the other forget.

You have this ability to find beauty in weird places.