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Every time, I was “unreasonable” for reading between the lines. But that’s where the truth always lies, isn’t it? The unsaid between.
A small room, filled with a small amount of things, for a woman she tried to make small her entire life.
Maybe I’m just fulfilling my destiny of leaving this place a bit too late.
No, I didn’t want him to love me. But, maybe, I’d hoped I would not be seen as a burden, for once.
But the fact is I’ve never been allowed to want anything in my life. I’ve been told what I can and can’t have for so long that whatever skill a person is born with to make those choices has been lost to me.
Her intention doesn’t matter when her execution was so wretched. I’m trying to give her benefits she does not deserve.
My whole life I’ve been a vessel, allowing others to fill me with their wants, needs, thoughts… There is so much of everyone else that there is no room left for me.
Damn the rules. I’m getting the truth.
I would rather hope for the best while planning for the worst.
I don’t really have hours in the day to allocate to having an emotional breakdown.
You cannot pick the parts of me you enjoy and abandon the rest.”
because my mind isn’t a place that anyone should spend too much time in. It’s dangerous enough for me, and I live here.
I just want to belong. I want some people, some place, some time to be mine. I want to not be a castaway fighting for forgotten scraps on the floors underneath tables I’ll never have a seat at. To have a family. A table.
A sword knows no ruler, only the hand that holds it.”
Then Davien turns those eyes toward me and I know in that moment he’s going to break my heart before this is all over.
“I think I liked you better when I was kissing you. You were silent then.”
“Love is the closest thing we have to meaning in this world. The love of a mother for her children, the love between friends, the love of a husband and wife, love for who we are and all those who strove before us to hand us the world we have now—love is why we live, why we fight, why we carry on when things get tough…it is not always easy. But it is our reprieve from true hardship, not the hardship itself.”
“I’m used to being hurt. I can survive being hurt.” It’s all of these other feelings that are difficult. It’s the happy feelings that I don’t know what to do with; the ones that highlight just how deep all my other wounds are.
But even if you had the time to ask all the questions you need answers to…only you will be able to come to terms with all you have endured. Only you can grant yourself peace now.”
“Because I love you, truly. I love you in a way that makes me want to sacrifice for you. That makes me want to move the mountains, or oceans, or stars, to merely see you smile.”
You are worthy of that love, from me, from others, and from yourself.”
I have seen your soul, and I have fallen in love with it. So there’s nothing about the mortal casing it’s housed within that could make me love you less.”
“It has been my honor to be by your side.” “You shall always have a place there.”
For the first time in my life, I know where I belong. Granted, knowing where I belong doesn’t mean it’s always easier to be there. It just means that the hard work is more palatable because I know it means something.
