And things I can’t dream up too. The ways it will all go wrong, and the beauty that can only happen in the wake.

you make love so easy, Daphne. You make me think I already deserve it, exactly how I am. “And I feel lucky every time you look at me. Not because I think I’ve managed to earn you, but because it feels like you don’t need me to. Like you just … like me.” He shakes his head, voice fraying as he corrects himself: “Like you love me. That’s how I feel w

You make every single thing that went wrong feel like it was just a step in the right direction, and it—it makes me excited. For life to keep surprising me.

slaphappy

A surprise, it turns out, is different when it comes from someone who knows and loves you.

That feeling of curiosity and awe and wonder. That was where I made my home every time we moved, a sensation that couldn’t be taken away.

he was fine with things being just okay, too scared to go deeper in search of greatness when it meant risking change.

After everything with Dad, I’d wanted so badly to escape myself, my life, that I forgot about all the beautiful little pieces of it I’ve been acquiring like sea glass these last few months. Things that no one can take from me.

And a cynic is a romantic who’s too scared to hope.”