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Some days I’m the ocean. Some days I’m the ship. Tonight, I’m the lighthouse: at the edge, alone, and burning. -Vasiliki
“We’ll cross paths again, Sawyer. Life has a funny way of throwing people into your path when you’re meant to collide. It’s up to you to choose to make it permanent.”
“You’re going to ruin me, too. But unfortunately for you, that’s where I feel most at home.”
“You taste better than the sweetest wine, and I could fucking drink you forever.”
She’s the light that blinds you right before lightning strikes.
“I want to hear what it sounds like when you’re breaking and can’t scream.”
I would take the worst of him if it meant I never had to go without him.
If I’m the devil, she’s fucking Lilith.
I’ve faced far worse, yet a five-foot-nothing nymph is what brings me to my knees.
“È impossibile odiarti quando mi fai sentire così vivo,” I start, slipping two fingers past her lips and hooking them over her teeth, bringing her closer. “Ed è esattamente per questo che voglio odiarti. Prima di incontrare te ero un sonnambulo. Cazzo, non ero pronto a svegliarmi.”
“You’re a goddamn siren, and I’m the fool who would gladly drown just to get a taste of you. Starve, for all I care, bella, but I will be eating tonight, and the only thing I’m hungry for is you.”
We’re the perfect storm, where he is the thunder, and I am the lightning.
If I’m the siren, then he must be Poseidon, an angry god who commands my body like it’s the ocean beneath his fingertips.
“Mostrami come amarti,”
“There’s a place in the ocean, so deep, where not a single point of light penetrates through it. And for so long, I’ve been trapped there, unable to breathe. When I met you, you lifted me out of that darkness, and it was the first time I came up for air. You’ve become my oxygen, bella ladra, and I can no longer breathe without you.”
Love is funny that way. It persists even when you’ve done everything in your power to banish it.
