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Then his lips press into mine.
“Civilization has always been divided into those who have everything and those who have nothing. Even when the world goes to shit.”
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“They’ve begun to roam farther out from the cities.”
bc they’re searching for food
“I swore that I’d never put myself through that hell again. But then you came along. You reminded me so much of her. Her grit. Her bravery. And I swore that I would keep you alive until the last beat of my heart.”
But there is no monster more terrifying than the human being who lacks compassion.
I’m convinced the heart is a masochist. Some call it an organ of fire, but I have to believe mine has turned to ash, as many times as it’s been burned and broken throughout the years.
I didn’t realize how ruined I am, how little I received from the affections of other men. No one else has ever touched my soul this way, stolen a piece of me.
“My only objective from this day forward is to keep you alive and at my side. And I’ll kill a thousand men to do so.”
Isn’t that the way of love, though? It’s like a flame, a magnificent gift of nature that draws you into its warmth. The closer a person gets, the more they sacrifice themselves, until they’re burning in that unforgiving fire, wishing to become numb, as they turn to nothing more than ash on the wind.
“You’re mine, little bird. Nothing, and no one, will ever change that.”
I love him. I can’t bring myself to say those words aloud yet, for fear the pain will hear me, but I do. I truly and irrevocably love him.
“Turns out, I was wrong. To the rest of the world, you were just a girl. A lonely girl from the other side of that wall. But to me, you’ve always been more than that. The air when I couldn’t breathe. My voice when I couldn’t speak. When I couldn’t feel anything anymore, I felt you. Goddamn, Wren, you were my heart, pumping life into a body that was mostly dead. You were everything to me. You are everything.”
“Because it isn’t your heart, anymore, Wren. It’s mine. You’re my life. If you die, I die.”
After all, this world has no room for love. It’s harsh and violent and thrives from taking, but still we seek it out, because the will to live and love is the only universal thing that binds us as a species and ensures our viability—an ever-constant pulse that drives us, in spite of the pain and hate that seeks to destroy us along the way.
