you felt right

He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.

 Becca FitzpatrickHush, Hush


He felt warm and familiar.
He felt solid and safe.

I wanted to cling to his shirt,
bury my face in the curve of his neck,
and never let go.

― Becca FitzpatrickCrescendo
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Sunshine played with her hair

Not only did

I love her,

but I could tell

the universe loved

her, too.

More than others.

She was different.

After all; I would

be a fool  not to

notice the way the

sunshine played with

her hair.

Christopher Poindexter