Marie-Helene Bertino

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Marie-Helene Bertino
I thought you were it for me.
“I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life, and start figuring out the one I have.”
— Holly Black
The name Thara is beautiful too. But besides just your name, I want to get to know you much better.
TARN and VICKY // HEART CODE, EP4
Right now, I just want to be close to you.
TARN and VICKY // HEART CODE, EP6
“You have to meet people where they are, and sometimes you have to leave them there.”
— Iyanla Vanzant
I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you
How easy was it to just forget about us?
you're scared of losing people but who's scared of losing you?
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“I want you under me. On your back.
I'm sorry. You deserve more respect than that. But I can't stop thinking of it. Your arms and leg's around me. Your mouth, open for my kisses. I need too much of you. A lifetime of nights spent between your thighs wouldn't be enough.
I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you've ever said to me.
If only I could visit you as a foreigner goes into a new country, learn the language of you, wander past all borders into every private and secret place, I would stay forever. I would become a citizen of you.”
— Lisa Kleypas, A Wallflower Christmas
Sometimes, people rewrite the story as “everyone leaves” because it absolves them from facing the quieter truth: that they were the one who created distance, slowly, then blamed the space.
Those who love me always change their minds.
I thought I had you.
They aren't you.