All these perfect days, made of glass Put on the shelf where they can cast perfect shadows that stretch and grow on the imperfect days down below. ... perfect shadows that shift and glow... ... perfect shadows that shift and grow..." "Sam singing on page 256 of Linger.
Maggie StiefvaterFolded in my arms you're a butterfly in reverse you're giving up your wings and inheriting my curse you're letting go of me you're letting go
Maggie StiefvaterBlue tried not to look at Gansey's boat shoes; she felt better about him as a person if she pretended he wasn't wearing them.
Maggie Stiefvater