Sometimes letting go is the only way to find out who you’re meant to hold on to.
Have you ever noticed how pretty and beautiful words can be? How easy it is to say the things you think someone wants to hear. How you can affect a person’s entire day with just a few measly sentences?
She smiled and her whole face lit up. Or maybe it was mine. All I know for certain is that smile lit up even my darkest days.
Nothing made you realize how much you’d been ignoring your heart, until someone came along and smacked it awake simply by existing.
What she really craved was a connection. That feeling you got when you knew you were supposed to be with someone.
You’re something, alright.” I laughed into his bare chest, my eyes closing. “I’m your something…” His voice trailed off into a wisper as I drifted off.
But when you don’t follow them up with any action, they’re completely pointless. They’re just sounds and syllables. But they mean absolutely nothing.
Listen to me, Madison. I can’t have you running away from me. I know you needed some time today to process and work through everything, but don’t push me away. I don’t like it. I want to be the one you run to, not the one you run from.
I recognized you instantly. All of our lives flashed through my mind in a split second. I felt a pull so strongly towards you that I almost couldn’t stop it.
Chrystle? I’m back!” I refused to say that I was home because Cassie was my home. But I’d lost that, and her, forever, so I’d never truly be home again.