"We were like bananas. Stuck together, we were ripe and yellow. But the moment one was torn apart, all the rest turned black and rotten."
"As far as I could tell, there were only two phases to losing someone. The separation between each felt something like a teeter-totter; right when I had become comfortable with the first, I was launched straight into the next."
"The last thing I remembered as I headed over that edge was to never let her go. I knew she'd always been the one to build me wings for the way down."
