"Maybe falling in love again won't fix your heart, darling." he said, cupping her cheek, slowly moving his thumb across her soft skin in circles,
"Maybe you need to fall in love with moments and seconds and seasons, with objects and sunsets and rains and the moon.
Fall in love with fictional characters and the smell of a new book, fall in love with coming home after a long day and pouring yourself a hot cup of coffee.
Fall in love with yourself, your freckles, your waist, your smile, that dimple on your cheek, and whenever you're ready, fall in love with me."
