“ I want to know if we are the same, in the moments when we’re stripped bare. ”
Even when everything hurts, even when other cities are exploding and people we love are disappearing, there’s still space for sweet things.
~ Corey Ann Haydu
We have to give up so many things when the people we love die. So we hang on to other familiar things.
I can’t quite figure out the difference between loving someone and loving things about them.
Love is insanity, apparently.
