“ They blinked in the dusk of the setting sun, a reminder that light was a recurring state. ”
For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.
~ Stephanie Perkins
I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I'm saying I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you this whole bleeding year!
I look at you, and I think about you, and ... I don't know. No one has ever confounded me the way you do.
