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“Those deep set eyes that look like they could tell stories for days, and that wavy brown hair that feels soft between my fingers. I try to memorize the angles of his jaw and the lines of his lips, because I know.

I know this may be the last time I ever see him.

Breathe fills my lungs, my throat relaxes, and I can't help but smile. Because I can see what he's thinking as clearly as if he'd spoken.

He doesn't want to leave - he doesn't want to go home.

He's going to choose me instead.”
― Elizabeth Norris, Unraveling

“Don鈥檛, Mom.鈥� I begin walking toward her, but I can see the mist forming in her eyes. 鈥淣o, no, no.鈥� By the time I reach her, it鈥檚 too late. She鈥檚 bawling. If there鈥檚 one thing I can鈥檛 stand, it鈥檚 crying. Not because it makes me emotional, but because it annoys the hell out of me. And it鈥檚 awkward.”
― Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

“I felt so damn happy all of a sudden, the way old Phoebe kept going around and around. I was damn near bawling, I felt so damn happy, if you want to know the truth.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye