“I just don’t think a plane ride would be the worst time to die. Actually, it might be the best,” he said.

But I’ll promise that I’ll try

You never know what it will mean to her.

Yesterday, we buried her. And I don’t believe in regrets, but I have some.

I crave eye contact. Sentences that begin with the word ‘honestly’. I just want to experience, if only for a moment, the way the world seems through a pair of you-tinted glasses.