You are the knife I turn inside myself; this is love. This, my dear, is love.
There are so many things to be tortured about, sweet pea. So many torturous things in this life. Don’t let the man who doesn’t love you be one of them.
- I could do with remembering this. So, remember this every day girl. Remember it when you don’t want to hear it and remember it when you really, really need to.
I do not need to get used to your silence. I already know it. I quite possibly love all of it.