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“You know that to love is both to swim and to drown. You know that to love is to be whole, partial, a joint, a fracture, a heart, a bone. It is to bleed and heal. It is to be in the world, honest. It is to place someone next to your beating heart, in the absolute darkness of your inner, and trust they will hold you close.”
I thought I knew suffering, but the lessons were only just beginning. Sometimes, existing in empty spaces can be fatal. But sometimes… it’s the only way to survive.
She’s alone in the world while surrounded by people who don’t understand how she feels. I know exactly how awful that invisible prison is.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” I whisper in a gruff voice. “Enough, Kill.” “No, it’s not. You deserve to be happy. I’m the last person who should be here with you, pouring my heart out, but I’m tired of fighting this. Don’t run, baby. Not from me.”
Let me hold you. When you wake up screaming, I’ll be there. I’ll fight your demons for as long as you need me to.” “Do you promise?” Willow whimpers. “I swear on my fucking life. No one will ever hurt you again.”
You’re here,” I say sleepily. He tosses another log on the fire. “I didn’t want to paint.” “Why not?” “Because Arianna needed me, and I wanted to be with you. That’s more important to me than some stupid paint pallets.”
“You’re human,” he whispers. “Being human doesn’t make sense.” “What do you mean?” “We mourn things that don’t exist and chase dreams that will never materialise. We cry when we’re happy and laugh when we’re sad. Our whole existence is imperfect.” “That makes us sound ridiculous.”
Some things in life don’t get easier with time. The wounds scab over, but never fully heal.
Clutching my painfully tight chest, I fight to drag in a stuttered breath and fail. I’m so fucking angry. Lola. Mr Sanchez. My parents. The entire goddamn world is out to get me. I’ve been failed, over and over again, by everyone in my life. The only reason I’m still alive is me.
“Broken wings can still fly. You are living proof of that.” My throat constricts. “All I can do is fall.” “I’ve got you, and I’m never letting go. None of us are. We’re here to catch you if you fall and help you get back up again. That’s what family is for.”
I can’t be angry with the whole world for failing me, but I don’t know how to forgive those who left me behind. I was a child. Vulnerable and alone. They were all adults and they still let me down.
“I’m in love with you,” she murmurs. “I fucking love the bones of you.”
