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I wish there was someone next to me whose shoulder I could rest my head on. Someone who would let me hold their hand as we watch the sun set
I would own you.
“You are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?”
“You don’t like being told you can’t do something, do you?”
Nope
but because listening when I’m being told what I can’t do isn’t something that comes as naturally to me. Call it stubborn pride or fierce independence, but following orders is far easier than following restrictions.
There are no lines anymore. We’ve obliterated them.
just for one moment, we can pretend.
“You are mine, little bird. No one else’s.”
I was supposed to see the world and live a full life, but I shut down the same exact way you did.
“Growing up, most people would say I was too loud or I asked too many questions or I was just…too much. And I am too loud. I do ask too many questions. Sometimes, I just don’t know when to stop, and every person who came into my life left because they couldn’t handle me.
he’s no longer wearing his ring.
I love him.
“I chose you because you are perfect in every way. You are perfect to me. You are everything I have ever wanted and will ever want,
For the first time in a long time, I am at ease.
I’d tell her that…I miss her. I miss our inside jokes and the way she made a cup of tea every single night at exactly 7:30. I miss her socks on the floor next to our bed. I miss her shortbread cookies and her smile.
Sometimes, it’s hard to move on and leave the mistakes I’ve made in the past. I worry that Bea will remember the damage I’ve done and the years I was too absent to show her my love. But I can’t change the past. I can’t bring Em back.
You are not too much. You’re not too loud or too curious.
But our hearts and lives will grow around those holes, and I hope more than anything that we can do that together.
I don’t know what I was so afraid of. I was terrified that talking to Bea about Em would cause my daughter more trauma and pain, but I was so wrong.
