Lola

“I didn't sleep all night, thinking. I thought about you, about those puppy eyes you give me, when you fake your sadness to make me smile-- and that upper lip of yours that brings life to all of my senses. I thought about your laughter when you get tickled, and that soft mellow place near your arm pit that I wish could be knit into a pillow for me to hug all night long. I thought about your stomach, your soft and sensitive stomach, scared like a baby kitten under the pouring rain. And I remembered the feeling of protection that comes washing over me when I get a glimpse of it, the feeling of covering it with the layers of my very own skin. I remembered your head when it rests on my heart, a rock sheltering itself on the verdure of infinity. I remembered your silky black hair, and how I never imagined that hair curls so thin could twirl, in the way they do, the rigid core of my existence.”
― Malak El Halabi

“Even considering the data that shows the majority of marriages don’t last, people still think marriage is the normal human state. Most people want to get married. Is there anything else that people do in such huge numbers, with such a terrible success rate?”
― Iain Reid, I'm Thinking of Ending Things

“I’m not wise at all. I told you, I know nothing. I know books, and I know how to string words together—it doesn’t mean I know how to speak about the things that matter most to me.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“So there's this theory about the multiverse," Hunter starts in sad reverence. His voice was of a morbidly curious scientist. "that says that we're just one copy of ourselves. What if we're just figments of a dying universe? All of this could have already happened. We could have crashed and burned ten times over. But what if there was a multiverse that had a copy of you, that met a copy of me, and they didn't quite have this much...affliction. What if there was another Alex, who didn't have torment thundering down her eyes every time I looked at her. What if we already lived our *'and we lived'*?" he stops to look at me. *Really* look at me, and I could have been seeing the whole universe in his eyes.
"What if it was as simple as *'hey'*?”
― Reem Aquil, X