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“I think, sometimes,” Madigan said, looking out at the mountain again, “it can be hard to move forward into your future while you’re surrounded by your past.”
“My point is, you’re always looking out for everyone else. But you’re allowed to look out for yourself too. You’re allowed to have a life.”
But his heart was incapable of looking into the future. It was too busy running to the edge of the nearest cliff and diving.
He fit here, she realized. He clicked into place like the most unfair puzzle piece, the kind that belonged right in the middle of the puzzle, so once it was gone, all you’d ever see was the empty space it left behind.
“It’s okay. Sometimes we have to fall apart. Life does not stop and start at our convenience, right?”
He didn’t want to be another hard thing in her life, another obstacle she needed to overcome. He didn’t want to be insurmountable for her. He wanted to be, in every possible way, mountable.
Sometimes it’s the mess that makes life beautiful.
“Sometimes things feel wrong when, really, they’re just unfinished.”
