52 Quotes by Robin Roe

It’s strange how many ways there are to miss someone. You miss the things they did and who they were, but you also miss who you were to them. The way everything you said and did was beautiful or entertaining or important. How much you mattered.

I want my body to be mine again.

Instead I feel something warm spread through my body. People I love will be watching me. Their eyes like safety nets, I can’t fall.

This part is hardest. A billion years of evolution tells your cells to run. But you can’t run. You have to turn around and face the desert wall.

When someone says something, they automatically know what to say back. But for me it’s as if the pathway between my brain and mouth is damaged, like a rare form of paralysis.

Next time you have to hand something in, just tell me. I can proofread it or whatever.” I nod, but I know I won’t. If he’s being nice enough to offer, I should be nice enough to never do it.

She always wore dresses, and she was pretty like an angel or someone’s mother.