I need to figure out the secret. I need to work out how to keep things flying back to me instead of always flying away.
Nothing had changed. I was the stupid one again. I was the girl who never understood who she was to people.
Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.
