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And oh-so suddenly, I feel like I’m Hannah Baker, and Winter is my thirteenth reason why.
“Give me two weeks to show you that there is more to live for, more to be alive for. Give me two weeks to make you fall back in love with life.”
So if there is a chance that I can be her light shining through the darkness, that I can be the yang to her yin, I have to try.
You’re so wrong, Lilybug. You will be alive. You will be happy again. I promise.
“If you ever find someone that makes you want to rip your heart out and hand it to that person on a silver platter. If you ever find someone that warms not only your bed but also your heart and soul… hold on to them forever. They’re your sun. They’re what’s bringing light into your life. If they can ease your pain with just being there, lighten your mood, brighten up your days by simply being in your life. Colin, Eira, el o ella es tu sol.”—he or she is your sun.
“I fell in love with you, Lily. I spent eight, or seven, however many days I’ve actually had with you, trying to make you fall in love with me too.” She opens her mouth to speak but I cut her off before she gets to do so. “I know I’m fucking selfish. But yeah, there you have it. I love you. Now, go on, break my heart, Lily. I don’t care what you do with it, you have it all. Throw it on the streets and let a car run it over, step on it, I really don’t care, as long as you’re the one breaking me.”