Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I’m heavy, like there’s too much gravity on my heart.
– Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer
The first time someone shows you who they are, believe them.
– Maya Angelou
She was the third beer. Not the first one, which the throat receives with almost tearful gratitude; nor the second, that confirms and extends the pleasure of the first. But the third, the one you drink because it’s there, because it can’t hurt, and because what difference does it make?
– Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon
Pain takes my heart’s place
The love we made remains