“Sometimes I feel as though there are two me's, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when she's supposed to nod and says what she's supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams... Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I'm two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second.”
― Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Samantha: Whatever happens… I love you. Now go save the world. Again.
Missing someone is like only having one shoe on. You can still walk, but it’s with a noticeable limp. You’re off balance. Same goes with your heart. Missing it’s balance.
But there’s also this selfish part of me that wants you to be happy with me