My smile wavers as I revert to my natural state of being: nervous and weird.
I wish the world would swallow us here, whole, in this moment. And that's when it hits me that this - this - is falling in love.
If I had a euro for every stupid thing I've done, I could buy the Mona Lisa.
I didn't know it was possible to simultaneously hate and ache for someone.
It's ridiculous how difficult a question can be when the answer means so much.
I wish for the thing that is best for me.