I’m not hitting on you. I’m just reminding you that touch is a basic human need, and it’s an expression of love. If you were self-soothing you wouldn’t be seeing Dr. Greyson.” I remove my hand. “Touch is the only kind of love Morgan can feel right now. So remember that the next time you count the hours I spend holding her while you’re at work.
Letting go of Levi hurt beyond words. But she couldn’t apologize for the lie, and he couldn’t forgive the truth.
Life existed in the what is, not the what was or what if.
I sound insecure it’s because I love you. And loving someone the way I love you is kind of scary, and scared people can sound insecure because nothing makes you feel more vulnerable than putting your heart on the line.
We are all one event away from losing. Losing our minds. A job. A loved one. A marriage. A dream. We are all one event away from losing ourselves. Stability and sanity are not human qualities. They are not genetic traits. They are a state of mind.
Life was about breaths and heartbeats. A smile. A wink. The squeeze of a hand. Sunrises and sunsets.
It still is. The good. The bad. The sea of ugly in between – as long as it’s us, it will always be perfect.
You’re it for me. Do you know this? There’s no one else. I asked one girl to marry me, and I will never ask another. I want to marry you. I want to hold you. I want to have a family with you. I want your hands to fondle my old gray balls.
Like a drug, the withdrawal is going to suck. I hope to God I survive.
I’ll see ya around.” He takes a step backwards and then another, looking handsome and too dang flirty for his own good. “Ya think?” I grin, trapping my lower lip between my teeth. He shrugs, taking another backwards step. “I do. We’re timeless.
The mind isn’t simply a dangerous place, it’s the most dangerous place. All that’s wrong, sinful, and evil starts in the mind. It’s ironic how the part of the human body that controls everything is also the most out of control part of the body.
Parker had been to a handful of funerals in her lifetime but never had she seen something so heartbreaking as a son carrying his mother away from the casket of her daughter. She blinked back more tears as she pressed the wad of tissues to her nose.
My life is nothing more than bad timing separated by unimaginable moments of tragedy. I’d reconciled my pain with the promise of revenge... until her.
I don’t have kids or even that many friends, but if I did, I’d want my lasting impression on them to be this: Every life matters, but never one more than another. Sometimes silence holds more meaning than words. And love... it’s infinitely impossible to define, but unequivocally, without any doubt, the reason we are here.
Jessica loved Luke. Jillian loved AJ.
Lucky were the bastards who learned life lessons from close calls.
Those who love you the most, will cherish what you cherish.
Perfection wasn’t strength. Righting your wrongs took more strength than anything. You were lucky to dodge the hits. Getting back up after being knocked down showed immeasurable strength and courage.
In this moment I’ve discovered a truth that I never thought I would believe. Fate is a real, undeniable force and not all fairytales are fictional.
We pause life. We mute the voices. We drown the pain.