It's okay to play turtle for a while, as long as you don't get too fond of your shell.
Eileen WilksWe don't go to the ocean for anything as simple as happiness, do we? We
go there to feel alive. Like life, the ocean holds chance and change, grief and terror and beauty. It promises mortality, not peace.
Don't call the man a claustrophobe just because small spaces scare him. Right.
Eileen WilksDogs make sense. They understand hierarchy and the need to cooperate. They come when you call them. A cat though—a cat will take your number and get back to you. Maybe. If he’s in a good mood.
Eileen WilksWomen were complicated creatures. Any man who thought he had one figured out simply wasn’t paying attention,
Eileen WilksHis eyes made her think of water at night—full of mysteries and hints, revealing little.
Eileen WilksThis was what she needed… the quiet turning to the other in the middle of the night, the wordless meeting of lips, skin, breath. The trust, unfurling one pale petal at a time, that he would be there.
Eileen WilksBut when you slice truth too thin, you deceive.
Eileen WilksShe wasn’t entertainment for him. He
didn’t need her to make him laugh or bolster his ego or to figure him out so he wouldn’t have to. A lot of men who said they were looking for a relationship really wanted a combination sex buddy, therapist, and mirror.
Not knowing… that could be as hard to handle as despair.
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