"I don't want to hurt you," he says.
"I don't care," I tell him honestly, and I don't. He could leave me for the moon and I wouldn't regret a second of the time we spent together. I know in this moment that I would rather have my heart broken than not have this.
I make a contract with myself. I will love him and forget the consequences - just this once. He can have everything.
- s.z // excerpt from a book i'll never write #255
