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DEDICATION To victims of abuse— You are neither what they say you are nor how they make you feel. You can be what they say you can’t. You can do what they say you can’t. You can’t can.
“Yeah. Tell me something though. What color is this shirt?” “The shirt you’re wearing?” Rob asks, sounding confused. “Yeah.” “Uh…it’s kind of a pinkish-peach color, I guess.” Mother. Fucker.
I knew it!!!!
If you can’t tell your friends about your life, it’s not a life you should be living.
“Just because he’s not useful like everyone else doesn’t mean that he has nothing left to offer,” he says, no trace of his effervescence to be found. The rise and fall of his chest, the color in his cheekbones, I know deep inside he’s not talking about Larry. How in hell do I say no to that? “Yeah. You’re right.”
Why am I annoyed with the glitter barista? The more I think on it, all I can come up with is this is my Harper. He can go get his own.
“We take chances on people, the same way they take chances on us. If we didn’t, everybody’d be alone.”
Maybe that’s what I really needed all along, someone kind and alone just like me because together, we’re not alone.
He’s a compass that’s made it possible for me to navigate again.
They’re more descriptive than movies on TV.
“I just…wanted to say thanks…for everything.” The words leave me dumbstruck, but then he fills the silence with more. “You make me useful again.”
“Well, your ex was there, and you let go so…” “So she wouldn’t think I’m as helpless as she likes to think I am.”
“I’m sorry,” he breathes, not kissing, but letting his lips brush mine with his words for a beautiful almost-kiss. “I won’t let go next time.”
He’s…touching his lips, the lips that just kissed me, the lips that I just kissed. He’s touching our kiss, and he’s…smiling.
I bring my lips to his chest, over his heart, thanking it for beating for me today.
Olivia—vision reader app. My mother. He named it after my mother. I’m going to have to add crying to the list of ways I’ll probably embarrass him today.
“You taught me how to see. I honestly don’t know why God gave me eyes before you came along, because I didn’t use them for a damn thing until I saw you.”
