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.
She was mine before she was yours.
Grief is like sinking, like being buried.
There is so much fragility in kissing, in other people: It is all glass.
That’s what you do for family. Anything.
When you love someone, when you care for someone, you have to do it through the good and the bad. Not just when you're happy and it's easy.