Something invisible snapped inside her.

She fell apart because that's what happens.

Here's to all the places we went. And all the places we'll go. And here's to me, whispering again and again and again and again: iloveyou

We only have so long to play in the dirt and ask questions of rivers.

Our lives are composed of a finite set of moments that we choose how to spend.

Everything that comes together falls apart.

The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.

You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that too much.

Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs.