I love you. Remember. They cannot take it

It was as though the darkness was a sheet of raw cookie dough and someone had just taken a cookie cutter and made a child-sized shape out of it.

I've been so used to thinking of what the borders are keeping out that I haven't considered that they're also penning us in.

They say that the cure for love will make me happy and safe forever. And I’ve always believed them. Until now. Now everything has changed. Now, I’d rather be infected with love for the tiniest sliver of a second than live a hundred years smothered by a lie

...if you are one tardy away from missing out on a big competition, you should probably make your coffee at home.

Somewhere in the endless spinning of eternity that one, tiny, fraction of a second where our lips met is lost forever.

But that's the problem with love - it acts on you, works through you, resists your attempts to control.