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“Life is made up of a web of experiences and emotions. They are the only two things we have in life no matter who you are, where you live, or what you do. You’re going to experience things, and you’re going to feel things.”
Our relationship could be enemies-to-lovers, but it’s always heavy on the enemies and light on the lovers.
“If you ever start to feel any certain way about yourself,” he says, “I want you to remember the look on my face right now.” He gives me a soft, simple grin. “Because this is the look of a man who can’t believe he gets to be inside you.”
sang,
should be sung
I wish I could tell her how I feel. I wish I could promise her all of the things I want to promise her right now. That I’ll always be there for her. That she’ll never be alone. That I’d kill someone if they hurt her and that I love her. And maybe I always have.
“I mean, what does this look like for us? Is there an us?” He looks into the deepest part of my eyes and smirks. “You better fucking believe there’s an us.”
“You’re mine now. You better get used to this.” As I look into his eyes, I don’t think it’s going to be hard to fall madly, stupidly in love with him. And that might be a good thing. And it might not too.
“Well, I love you both, but I’m cold, so can someone turn on the car?” Dad asks. We all laugh.
“You’re going to be fine, Bellamy,” Dad says. “And I’m not dying today. But if I do, then I’ll get to see your mother again, and I’m so ready for that day.” A sob escapes my throat as I listen to his words.
“You’ll know, and then it’s over.”
I slide inside her with nothing between us. She doesn’t close her eyes, doesn’t make snarky comments, or tease me about going slow. It is, without a doubt, the best night of my life.
“Bellamy?” Dad calls. I stop at the doorway and turn to face him. “Yeah, Daddy?” “A life without tears is a life unlived.”
“I’m going to love you for the rest of my life. You can try to wiggle your way out, but I guarantee you won’t win. I’m just … I’m done living without you. Nothing’s worth making you frown or sad or cry. Just ... don’t fucking cry.”
Life is meant to be lived, not survived. It’s for loving and fighting and complete mess-making. Life is for taking risks and winning and losing and learning. Thriving.
