Elle

“There's always beauty, if you know where to look.”
― Patrick Ness, More Than This

“It's a lost and lonely kind of feeling,
To wake up wearing a disguise.
I lie in bed staring at the ceiling,
I don't know who I am
There's little that I can
Fully recognize....

But I'm taking small steps,
'Cause I don't know where I'm going.
I'm taking small steps
And I don't know what to say.
Small steps,
Trying to pull myself together,
And maybe I'll discover
A clue along the way....

Just to make it through the day and not to get hurt,
Seems about the best that I can hope.
Like coffee stains splattered on your sweatshirt
There isn't any pattern.
Everything's uncertain.
It's difficult to cope....

But I'm taking small steps,
'Cause I don't know where I'm going.
I'm taking small steps,
And I've forgotten how to play.
Small steps,
Trying to pull myself together,
And maybe I'll discover,
A clue along the way....

And if someday my small steps bring me near you,
Please don't rush to tell me all you feel.
You don't have to speak for me to hear you.
If I softly sigh,
Look me in the eye
And let me know I'm real....

Then we'll take small steps,
'Cause we won't know where we're going.
We'll take small steps,
And we'll have too much to say.
Small steps,
Hand in hand we'll walk together,
And maybe we'll discover
A clue along the way....

Small steps,
'Cause I don't know where I'm goin'.
Small steps,
I just take it day to day.
Small steps,
Somehow get myself together,
Then maybe I'll discover
Who I am on the way....”
― Louis Sachar, Small Steps

“She wanted to be extraordinary, to possess a savage glitter.”
― Joy Williams

“Although it is such a singular word, there are many variations of alone. There is the alone of an empty beach at twilight. There is the alone of an empty hotel room. There is the alone of being caught in a throng of people. There is the alone of missing a particular person. And there is the alone of being with a particular person and realizing you are still alone.”
― David Levithan, Are We There Yet?