Just Haven't Met You Yet

by Sophie Cousens

The whole world is divided for me into two parts; one is she, and there is all happiness, hope, light; the other is where she is not, and there is dejection and darkness . . . —Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

Will never not love some War and Peace

“Everything in the house just reminds me of how things used to be, a different life. Nothing I keep can bring that back.”

“Someone once told me that growing up feeling loved allows you to go on to love other people. Maybe love is simply a huge chain letter, passed down through the generations. The details of the stories begin not to matter.”