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"Just because you miss the feeling they gave you doesn’t mean you miss them."
"If it mattered enough for you to hate him for it, it must have meant a lot."
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“You are so special to me,” she was pushing against his chest, “but we apologise more than we talk. We always get angry or sad or so damn closed off.” Her hands were trying to memorise the shape of his abdomen so that she wouldn’t be left with nothing when he went. “It’s okay,” she was saying, “I forgive you. I think I always will. But I think you need to leave now. I think you need to go.” ""
You don’t tell people you’re not okay,“ she said, “because it’s hard watching them not know what to do. “Then you end up comforting them, even though the one who needed comforting was you. ""When you get angry at me for ignoring your calls because I am buried so far behind the bathroom walls, please - love me anyway. When you get mad because I keep misinterpreting your words, because I have a habit of thinking the worst, please - love me anyway. When I am clutching at my own skin like it’s an enemy; when I am hiccuping so violently I can’t speak; when I look at you like you’re a stranger and I can’t breathe; please please please love me anyway."
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