Karina

“What does it feel like? To be
you?”

“It feels like I’ve stolen,” I say. “Like this body isn’t really mine.”
― Lancali., I Fell in Love With Hope

“The truth of who I am doesn’t make sense, but it doesn’t have to.
He knows that. He’s been sick since he was born.

Being sick teaches you that reasons are just
poor attempts at justifying misfortune. They give you an illusion of why,
but why is a loud question and death is quiet.”
― Lancali., I Fell in Love With Hope

“The love of my life wants to die.

That’s a tragic thing to say out loud. No. Maybe not tragic. Maybe just
unfair.”
― Lancali., I Fell in Love With Hope

“before the love of my life decided he didn’t want to live anymore,
he told me the stars belonged to us.
We spent every night together, our
bodies softly intertwined on harsh roof tiles, memorizing the patterns in the sky. So even as he withered, as his body became less body and more corpse,
I believed our stars would give him faith. I believed they would keep him
alive so long as he could look up and see they hadn’t fallen.”
― Lancali., I Fell in Love With Hope