nana

“We didn't speak for three days, during which time I became so panicked at the thought of losing her that I sent her a total of thirty-nine hysterically casual messages - a photograph of my breakfast, a quote from a movie, a long text about which of my trains had been delayed that day.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow

“She slid an arm around me and kissed me on the side of my mouth in a way that made me love her terribly, though i had promissed god the opposite only minutes before.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow

“I explained to her the way I felt I floated up out of myself and observed the whole thing loosely, from a distance. I explained the way i felt no better or worse after doing it, only an overwhelming sense of having missed the point.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow

“When they had first fallen in love, she had kissed him with an intensity which imagined him already halfway out of the door. A grasping period - nights spent holding him overlong and too tightly, the ravenous dig of fingers into skin.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow