“I wanted to tell you that wherever I am, whatever happens, I’ll always think of you, and the time we spent together, as my happiest time. I’d do it all over again, if I had the choice. No regrets.”— Cynthia Hand, Boundless
don’t feel guilty for not being able to handle everything, for needing a break. you need to look after yourself, too. self care is not selfish.
I miss him the most when the days are too warm. Where crickets sing me to sleep and I remember how it felt to hear him laugh. Tonight is one of those nights. He tasted like milk and honey with caramel skin stretched over bones, and muscles, and love. I wanted to tell him I hated him that night, but he smiled and all the darkness that seeped its way into my brain evaporated. I hope he’s happy, actually; I know he’s happy. And I think that makes the ache in my chest throb a little tighter.
