01.23.23At fourteen, my grandma told me what love should be, but I never listened. She said love is calm; what I felt was outrageous. She said love is safe; I was always in danger. She said love doesn't rush; mine was impulsive. She said love is peaceful; well, he kept me awake at night, asking myself, 'What does she have that I don't have?'
—georginariver, an excerpt from 'wine of regrets'