Tassi (Read Ramble Repeat)

“Isla could feel Grim getting closer. When she opened her eyes, he was right in front of her.

“Heart,” he said steadily. The spikes on his shoulders made him look like a demon. His blood-slicked armor glimmered in the moonlight.

“If waging a war for one woman is a crime, then please do consider me a criminal.”

Closer.

“If killing thousands to keep you alive is wrong, then consider me a villain.”

She now had to tilt her head to see him clearly. He leaned down. His breath was hot against her mouth.

“If loving you this much is my downfall . . . then consider me already on my knees.”
― Alex Aster, Skyshade

“The small memories are the fabric of your life, the ones so inconsequential that you don't even remember them. You just remember how you felt when you were making them”
― Abby Jimenez, Say You'll Remember Me

“I tap my chest. “Regardless of the years we spent apart, you’re still in here.” She’s trying to hold back her smile, which seems like a good sign. “Are you sure that’s not just a first-love thing?”  “No, baby. It’s a last-love thing.” ”
― Liz Tomforde, Rewind It Back

“I count the stars,’ she says softly. ‘To help me sleep.’ [...] ‘I always wondered how something could shine so bright, even while being swallowed in darkness.’
My eyes run over the shadowed outline of her face. ‘I’ve been trying to figure
that out myself.’
‘I hope they know how admired they are up there,’ she murmurs. ‘I mean, I
count them before bed every night.’
I shake my head at the sight of her admiring something far duller than she.
‘I’m quite sure that even the stars are envious of you.’
Her head turns towards me, pulling her eyes from the sky and pinning them
on me. ‘What?’
‘You make even the stars envious,’ I repeat softly, leaning towards her.
‘Because one day – far from now – you will be up there beside them, outshining
every single one.’ [...]
After several shaky breaths, she whispers, ‘And will you be beside me up there?’
‘If I should be so lucky.’
‘Promise me,’ she murmurs sternly. ‘I don’t want to be alone.’
I nod against her hair. ‘I promise, Dena.”
― Lauren Roberts, Powerful