More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Sometimes I feel like I want her to know me. Sometimes I don’t want her to know anything but me. And other times, I’m glad she doesn’t have a clue.
It’s like being in her orbit, I can feel the shine, too. I feel bigger with her close.
I’ll be here someday. Done. Never to speak or love or kiss again. What will I regret? What if I’m alone?
