Tiffany

“His love. Discomfort lodges in my throat as I think about those three words I swear he almost said the other day. The real horror wasn’t that he felt them, though—it’s how desperate I apparently am to hear him say it. As if my entire life has been leading up to this one moment, for someone to see me at my worst and still want me anyway.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“when you’re comfortable in chaos, peace feels like a threat.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“The seeds of things you care for don’t stop sprouting just because you can’t water them daily; they’re far more resilient than that.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“Let’s table the past lovers conversation,” he says dryly, pushing so my lips are flush with his pelvis. I breathe slowly through my nostrils, though the act grows more difficult, the longer he keeps me there. “I don’t have time to go around, shooting everyone who’s ever touched you.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows