Chandler

“Nobody seems to realize how obsession has weakened my limits.”
― Chloe Michelle Howarth, Sunburn

“How can I fix this? Do I want this fixed? I wouldn't want to live not knowing the goodness of Susannah. She is fresh air, and warmth, and mornings in July. What is there to fix? There is evil in my yearning, I know, I just can't see where yet. And does it matter? There is no way that she has the same feeling that she found in me. We aren't a match, not like that. Susannah is golden sunlight, and I am a struggling sapling at best, crippled by heliotropism; she does not need me the way that I need her. But then, how could she recognise this odd sort of attraction if she did not know it herself?”
― Chloe Michelle Howarth, Sunburn

“I still feel like
the world
is a piece
of bread

I’m holding
out half
to you.”
― Eileen Myles, School of Fish

“I would sooner face the Devil than lose her. When I am without her, I feel nothing but sadness, I do nothing but look at the clock and wait for her to come back. When she looks at me, a simple look, I am newly stunned by the ways that she can look. Sweet Susannah, where I am a burnt-out star, you are the sun.”
― Chloe Michelle Howarth, Sunburn