That is the strangest thing about the world: how it looks so different from every point of view.
Please understand. Please forgive me. I prayed every day for you to be alive, until hope became painful. Don't hate me. I still love you.
That's all I want. Just you and me. Always.
That's the easy thing about falling: there is only one choice after that.
Nothing exists but him.
...into hate, into refusal, against hope and without fear