After the Fire

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an addiction, the same as all the others. Just less honest, perhaps.

She learnt that the key to it all was to keep busy. That there’s nothing more dangerous for your mental health than empty time and an empty head.

She tilts her face towards his and he kisses her, the sensation so overwhelming it leaves him light-headed. His arms are around her waist and he feels his knees go weak with it, and his brain closes down and there’s no thoughts anymore, no muddled-up, messed-up, over-anxious thoughts, there’s only the feeling of her body against his, and the knowledge that he wants her, utterly and completely, and that he may do forever.

At least he tried. It’s all you can do. Throw your best efforts out into the world and see which of them take off.

she could think of something, anything, to say. But the more she searches, the harder it seems.

The dead are only truly dead when they are forgotten.

She lost her virginity to him in a tent and told herself it was OK that the experience was completely underwhelming, because it was meant to be. But afterwards, whenever she thought about it, she burst into tears.

What if your fears and dreams existed in the same place

More than that, she’s going to take care of herself.