My mind snags on the first word he said. Katie? Is that my name? My lips move as I try it out. Katie. But there’s no real echo inside me. It falls flat.
Break my heart? Is that what you just said? I have news for you; you didn’t break my heart. My heart’s fine. My heart’s in the best shape of its life. You know what you did to me? You took an AK-47 and blew my soul open.
Tiffanie DeBartolo, How to Kill a Rockstar
I realize now that dying is easy. Living is hard.
Still, the longer I was around her, the more I could see the colours of her mind and the recesses of her heart. There was a beast in there. But there was also a girl who was afraid of being a beast, and who wondered if other people had beasts in their hearts too. There was strength, and there was also just the determination to look strong. She guarded herself like a secret.
Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it’s the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.