When two character shares that first night, those first awkward moments, that’s why. I may never feel those kinds of sparks again because I’ve been in a relationship for so long. Books take me back to those first days. Books take me to a place where hope is alive. They may be works of fiction but just as real to me.
“Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.”—F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf (via perfect)
It’s scary when we realize how quickly our expectations from the future can slip away. Sometimes what we expect and what actually happens can be surprising—in a good way. Of course some things in life really are predictable. It’s reassuring when we think things will turn out the way we think it will, but, more often that not, the universe pulls out the rug from under us. Will we be brave or will we run away hoping to avoid the next cruel surprise?
So how do we carry on in a world where the unexpected could hit at any time? we look for someone we love to hold on to.