It occurred to me then that I was the opposite of my father. Because I was very, very good at destroying things.
Really, Rachel looked like a sun, bright and exuding energy, holding us two moons in a parallel orbit by the sheer force of her will.
Write the book you've always wanted to read, but can't find on the shelf.
He is slow, and the sea sings to us both, but he returns to me.
right in this moment, I can´t even remember what unhappy feels like.
I don't trust the ocean, either; it would kill me as soon as not. It doesn't mean I'm afraid of it.