The Last Star

How do we rebuild what’s been lost?

Love is forever. If it wasn’t, it wouldn’t be love.

You can love the good in us and hate the bad, but the bad is in us, too. Without it, we wouldn’t be us.

The risk is the key

Then the Ben Parish smile, the smile it almost hurts to look at.

For whatever reason, whenever I’m around this girl, pain follows, and not just the physical variety.

Because love is the most dangerous weapon in the world. It’s more unstable than uranium.

No matter how well you know someone, there’s still a part of them you won’t. You can’t. Like, ever. A locked room.

We bear the unbearable. We endure the unendurable.

We bear the unbearable.