Love is its own reason. -Renee Collins, Until We Meet Again
A girl from another time. Who only exists on one windswept beach. You’re a poem, Cassandra. You’re my poem. -Renee Collins, Until We Meet Again Ah. Another one of the best love declarations!
Once upon a time, there was a girl who talked to the moon. And she was mysterious and she was perfect, in that way that girls who talk to moons are. In the house next door, there lived a boy. And the boy watched the girl grow more and more perfect, more and more beautifulContinue reading “Moons and Stars”