He wondered if he could ever look at Lily and not feel like he’d been struck by lightning.
“I thought that it was more likely the opposite. I must have shut grief out. Found it in books. Cried over fiction instead of the truth. The truth was unconfined, unadorned. There was no poetic language to it, no yellow butterflies, no epic floods. There wasn't a town trapped underwater or generations of men with the same name destined to make the same mistakes. The truth was vast enough to drown in.”
― We Are Okay
― We Are Okay
“My smile widens. It grows and grows, like a plant that you water every day, like a scar that heals from patience, like the time you take to make sure you feel okay. So big and so bright.”
― Excuse Me While I Ugly Cry
― Excuse Me While I Ugly Cry
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