He Squeezes My Hand, And

Forever Is Only The Beginning

I Was Like A Lost Moon―my Planet Destroyed In Some Cataclysmic, Disaster-movie Scenario Of Desolation―that Continued, Nevertheless, To Circle In A Tight Little Orbit Around The Empty Space Left Behind, Ignoring The Laws Of Gravity.

I’m Exactly Right For You, Bella. It Would Have Been Effortless For Us — Comfortable, Easy As Breathing. I Was The Natural Path Your Life Would Have Taken… If The World Was The Way It Was Supposed To Be, If There Were No Monsters And No Magic

When You Live For The Fight, For The Blood, The Relationships You Form Are Tenuous And Easily Broken.

I Want To Be A Monster Too