“The second her lips met mine a million dreams began to flicker before my still-open eyes.”

“The second her lips met mine a million dreams began to flicker before my still-open eyes.”

“At the graveyard there was no hope, so there was nothing to lose and no chance for disappointment.”

“You told me how you hate daffodils because they’re morbid. They stick around for a month making everything lemon drop yellow, then die and get replaced by worse flowers. How the hell does an elementary schooler grasp the concept of beauty not being permanent?”