bookmate game
Tamara Ireland Stone

Every Last Word

Beri tahu saya ketika buku ditambahkan
Untuk membaca buku ini unggah file EPUB atau FB2 ke Bookmate. Bagaimana cara mengunggah buku?
  • мσσηmembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
    He laughs. “I made you feel normal? You do realize I’m pretty far from normal, right?”

    “I don’t care,” I say, brushing my lips against his. “I like you too much. Remember?”

    I kiss his dimple first, and then I cover his mouth with mine, kissing him, thinking about how perfect he is, maybe not in every way, but in every way I need him to be. And I’m so relieved when he kisses me back. I feel the thoughts that have haunted me for the last four days pop like bubbles, disappearing into the air, one by one.

    “I like you too much, too,” he says.

    “Still?” I ask.

    “Still,” he says with a huge smile on his face. “Way, way too much.”
  • Madelyn CBmembuat kutipan4 tahun yang lalu
    my friends are normal. And perfect. They pride themselves on normalcy and perfection, and they can’t ever find out how far I am from those two things.
  • Dea Ivanamembuat kutipan4 tahun yang lalu
    Still, I can hear this one thought hiding in the dark corners of my mind. It doesn’t attack like the others, but it’s frightening in a totally different way. Because it’s the one that never leaves. And it’s the one that scares me most.

    What if I’m crazy?
  • Stephaniemembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
    I laugh. “Why would I want to write about a piece of furniture?” I have a mental illness and four superficial friends. Surely I have more fodder for a poetic career than to need an ugly orange couch
  • asasiprmembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
    because my friends are normal. And perfect. They pride themselves on normalcy and perfection, and they can’t ever find out how far I am from those two things.
  • .membuat kutipan6 tahun yang lalu
    “You seem to know how to articulate your feelings and share them with other human beings. I’m afraid my gift is the exact opposite; I’m skilled at holding everything in.”
  • maria mezamembuat kutipan6 tahun yang lalu
    someone’s always the odd girl out. Often, that’s me
  • мσσηmembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
    It’s called “Every Last Word.” I read to myself this time.

    These walls heard

    me when no

    one else could.

    They gave my

    words a home,

    kept them safe.

    Cheered, cried, listened.

    Changed my life

    for the better.

    It wasn’t enough.

    But they heard

    every last word.

    I cover my mouth, tears streaming down my face. It’s written in threes.
  • мσσηmembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
    He looks right at me. “This is called ‘Wondering.’ I wrote this in my room a while ago.” His eyes never leave mine.

    After you left

    I stared at the driveway

    Feeling its emptiness

    Wondering if you’d return.

    After you left

    I thought about your questions

    Wishing I hadn’t been so blunt

    Wondering if I scared you away.

    After you left

    I remembered how you felt in my arms.

    How you fit so perfectly there. Like my guitar.

    Wondering if I should have kissed you when I had the chance.

    After you left

    I sat in my room

    Remembering all the things you said, and

    Wondering about all the things you didn’t.

    After you left

    I sat in silence.

    Missing you in a way I didn’t quite understand.

    Wondering if you’d ever come back.
  • мσσηmembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
    “Really?”

    “Really. We’re just…different, Sam. In every way that matters.”

    We.

    He doesn’t say we’re better. He doesn’t say he loves me more than he loved her. And that’s okay; he doesn’t need to, because now his fingers are in my hair and his mouth is on mine, and my thoughts are all about him and this different thing we have,
fb2epub
Seret dan letakkan file Anda (maksimal 5 sekaligus)