Nothing Exists But Him.

And When It Started To Get Dark You Pointed To The Sky, And Told Me There Was A Star For Every Thing You Loved About Me.

Fear. Blame. Don't Forget. Mom. I Love You. -lauren Oliver, Delerium

I Didn’t Know It Would Be Like This,” He Says In A Whisper. And Then: “i’m Scared.

Snapshots, Moments, Mere Seconds: As Fragile And Beautiful And Hopeless As A Single Butterfly, Flapping On Against A Gathering Wind.

I Still Wanted To Know Why. As Though Somebody Was Going To Answer That For Me, As Though Any Answer Would Be Satisfying.