Always You and Me

by Dani Atkins

I learnt that you can’t outrun grief because it always knows where to find you, but you can keep yourself so busy that it can only squeeze into the gaps of your life, instead of burying you under an avalanche of sadness.

Panic is a strange dish that goes from a moderate simmer to a raging boil almost without you noticing.

I don’t know what forever feels like. But I do know there is no one on earth I want to share it with except you.