3 Quotes by Kit Lyman

We were like bananas. Stuck together, we were ripe and yellow. But the moment one was torn apart, all the rest turned black and rotten.

As far as I could tell, there were only two phases to losing someone. The separation between each felt something like a teeter-totter; right when I had become comfortable with the first, I was launched straight into the next.

The last thing I remembered as I headed over that edge was to never let her go. I knew she'd always been the one to build me wings for the way down.