Love is a kind of possession. It’s a poison.

“Let go. Feel the weight all around you, feel the squeezing of your lungs, the s…”

“on the day that started it all, that rocketed me forward and landed me here, in…”

“I wonder if this is how people always get close: They heal each other's wounds;…”

“And how she looked at me like I could save her from everything bad in he world.…”