Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That’s what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.

Before and after—- and during. A moment no bigger or longer than an edge.

Delirium by Lauren Oliver
3 months ago on February 07, 2012 at 08:34pm
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