Unteachable

by Leah Raeder

You can call it love, or you can call it free fall. They’re pretty much the same thing.

There are moments, when you’re getting to know someone, when you realize something deep and buried in you is deep and buried in them, too. It feels like meeting a stranger you’ve known your whole life.

“I can’t hold on to you. You’re like that shooting star. Just a trail of fire in my hands.”

That’s another thing about lies: if you convince yourself they’re true, they become true. A lie is a discrepancy of belief, not fact.