You can love anyone. Love is just caring about someone very deeply. Feeling like thatperson matters to you, like your whole world would be sadder without them in it.
Anna Carey
I loved my mother too,' I said. 'I still do. That's the thing - it never goes away, even if the person does.
death mother person thing
We stood side by side, and for that minute, in the stillness of that room, he was not the King. I was not not the Princess, taken against her will to the City. We were two people trying to forget.
sad forgetting
I learned the strange art of loneliness, the weathered yearning that swells and passes, and swells and passes, when you walk a trail alone.
loneliness
El amor era el único adversario de la muerte, la única cosa capaz de luchar contra sus voraces y desesperadas garras.
amor
I wished to no longer hear the grayed bones crunching underneath the brush or feel the now inexorable fear that seemed to work its way inside my rib cage, rocking me at my core.
lost
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