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449 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 9, 2013


“His body came home, but his soul had been devoured in the firefight of a godless desert.”
“I feel like a caged animal, rabid with need for freedom that was stolen from me.”
“I love you for a reason, Natalie. You’re mine and I’m yours.”
“You two had something special — it’s the circumstances that were shitty.”
I love you so much, Natalie, and when I get home I’m going to keep loving you until you tell me to stop.
But don’t, please. Don’t tell me to stop...
With everything,
~Ry

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God, I miss you.
I love you so much, Natalie, and when I get home I’m going to keep loving you until you tell me to stop. But don’t, please. Don’t tell me to stop.
I love you.
With everything.
~ Ry
The pain felt strangely good. I controlled it. It felt like the only thing in my life I could control inside that moment.
Natalie is a wife.
Natalie is a mother.
Natalie is a cutter.
Just a little. Just one more time.
It feels so good to have the pain go away, just like that.
“From the moment I saw you on the common, I knew I had to kiss you. And the second I kissed you, I knew I could never let you go.”
I love you so much, Natalie,
and when I get home I’m going to keep loving you
until you tell me to stop.
But don’t, please. Don’t tell me to stop.
I love you.
With everything.
~ Ry
“I’m scared that if you go back over there, you won’t come home this time.”
" I didn’t come home last time, Natalie."
“I don’t want you to touch me. A hug isn’t going to fix this. I don’t even know if I want to be fixed.”
“I love you.”
“Just because you say it doesn’t make it true, you know.”
I have to stop this...
The thing about guilt is, no one can take it away for you; you have to unpack it yourself.
“Does it hurt?”Everything does.
“Yes”
“Do you love me?”
“I never stopped Nat. Not for a day.”
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I love you so much, Natalie, and when I get home I’m going to keep loving you until you tell me to stop. But don’t, please.
Don’t tell me to stop.
I love you.
With everything.
~ Ry
“How’d you get through it? The uncertainty, I mean.”
I was never uncertain about our hearts.”





















"I would go through every single second of that again it it meant I still got to feel that kind of love - even for a moment."

"It only looks like such a mess because it's not over yet."
I keep cutting. For him. For me. For ruining lives.
Apparently, I'm good at that.
"It's over now, Ryker."
"That's the thing, Natalie... it's never really over."
"I love you," he says as he meets me in the doorway.
"Just because you say it doesn't make it true, you know."
I love you so much, Natalie, and when I get home I'm going to keep loving you until you tell me to stop.
But don't, please. Don't tell me to stop.
I love you.
With everything.
"...When you love someone, you love them head-to-toe and inside out because... well, because you can't help it? I love you for a reason, Natalie. You're mine and I'm yours."


“They took his soul over there, fuckers, and left me with the breathing carcass.”

♦︎ The Story ♦︎
“But, the thing about guilt is, no one can take away for you; you have to unpack it yourself.”
∙Recap

♦︎ Characters ♦︎
∙Natalie
I exist. Right?

∙Eric
∙Ryker
“His body came home, but his soul had been devoured in the firefight of a godless desert.”


♦︎ Overall ♦︎
“How’d you get through it? The uncertainty, I mean.”
“Because I was never uncertain about our hearts.”


“The bookends of every extreme emotion I’ve ever experienced sit right in those gorgeous, endless, blue eyes.”



"Sheryl Crow is so full of shit. The first cut most certainly is not the deepest."
"He wasn't just my 'college boyfriend'. He was the absolute love of my life."
"I keep cutting. For him. For me. For ruining lives. Apparently, I'm good at that."









“I love him, Lucas. It never really went away, I don’t expect it ever will - no matter where we end up.”

“My cutting is not about you, or my boys, or anyone else. It’s about me, and it’s something I’ll always be working on.”

“I’ve learned that holding onto resentment and anger only poison me. Forgiveness is the only way I have a shot of being healthy again.”

“Hold your glass out for a minute, Natalie,”... “Ryker, what I’ve been explaining to Natalie, is the guilt she’s feeling is a bit like the water in that glass. Now, regardless of how little guilt she might have, or how much, the longer she holds onto it, the heavier it will feel.” ... “In Natalie’s case she’s been holding onto a full glass for the last ten years.”





"Do I even fucking exist?"
NO.....just NO



It hurts at first. Like hell. But a second later it's gone - just gone - and I'm left with a visual reminder for the rest of the day that I'm in control of my pain, anxiety, and fear.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The bathroom door rattles under the force of four-year-old fists.
"Mommy! Ollie pulled my hair!"
They're. Always. Around.
I sigh, turn on the sink, and address the situation from behind the closed door. "Max, don't tattle. Oliver, leave your brother alone!"
God, is it too much to ask for it to be kindergarten already?
"How long was he gone?"
I act like I have to think about it for a minute. "Five months."
...Three days, nine hours, and precious minutes.
I shakily unclasped the ribbon from my jacket and stared at it in my hands.
"Please come home, Ryker.Please, I whispered to the ribbon, as if it had a direct line to Ryker's ears.
God, I miss you.
I love you so much, Natalie, and when I get home I'm going to keep loving you until you tell me to stop. But don't, please. Don;t tell me to stop.
I love you.
With everything.
~Ry





