Miranda Pérez Pérez Abreumembuat kutipan3 tahun yang lalu
He laughs, touches my waist. “Because looking at you makes me think about last night, and call me old-fashioned, but I didn’t want to lie by the hotel pool with a raging hard-on all day.” “Really?” You’d think he just recited a love poem to me by the sound of my voice.
Мариmembuat kutipan3 tahun yang lalu
a cat with the lungs of an opera singer
Eileen Antonymembuat kutipan5 bulan yang lalu
There’s that Poppy, who’s experiencing it all and having the most magical night of her life. And then there’s the one who’s already missing it, who’s watching this all happen from some point in the distance, knowing I can never go back and do it all over again.
Eileen Antonymembuat kutipan5 bulan yang lalu
Sometimes it feels like I didn’t even exist before that. Like you invented me.”
Eileen Antonymembuat kutipan5 bulan yang lalu
When I look back up at him, he’s beaming at me, and I think, I love you more now than I ever have. How is it possible that this keeps happening with him?
Eileen Antonymembuat kutipan5 bulan yang lalu
He shook his head and pulled me into his chest, squeezing me, lifting me up into him like he planned to absorb me. “I love you,” he said, and kissed my head. “And if you want, we can die alone together.”
Eileen Antonymembuat kutipan5 bulan yang lalu
There is no greater creature of habit than Alex Nilsen.
Eileen Antonymembuat kutipan5 bulan yang lalu
Now I’m doing this humiliating thing, touching the picture of his face like I can somehow feel the essence of him that way, like it will bring him closer to me than he has been for two years.
Eileen Antonymembuat kutipan5 bulan yang lalu
When I look at that photo, I don’t remember what Alex said to me to elicit that face, or what I yelled back at him. But I feel that same rush of warmth I get when I think about any of our past summer trips.
That crush of happiness, that feeling that this is what life’s about: being somewhere beautiful, with someone you love.