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I do not believe in reincarnation, ghosts, fairies, vampires, or psychics. I don’t even believe in God, for that matter, and I think miracles are just another name for things we don’t yet understand. With enough investigation, I can make this make sense.
like being exposed to sunlight after an entire lifetime beneath fluorescent lights. I’m not sure, now, that I can be happy with less.
He looks at me the way I remember, from some other life: as if I mean absolutely everything to him and nothing else matters.
haven’t you ever wanted someone so much you think you’ll die if you don’t get it? I think I finally do.
She is meant to be mine, and somehow today I need to convince her of that.
I don’t know how many lives I’ve lived with him, but it feels a little unfair that I can’t live this one with him too.
He will put whomever he ends up with first, always, the rest of the world be damned.
So nothing bad ever came into the house, but nothing good did either. And that’s when the girl discovered there was something far worse than the bad wind.”
It sounds an awful lot like what she wants to say—go sit and think about what you’ve done.
“If you don’t come find me, there will never be a time when I won’t come find you.”
I know her. My very bones remember her in ways my brain can’t quite catch up with.
“The person you’re meant to be with. The one who accepts you in spite of everything and matters so much that the rest of the world matters less.”
