#unravel

Those deep set eyes that look like they could tell stories for days, and that wavy brown hair that feels soft between my fingers. I try to memorize the angles of his jaw and the lines of his lips, because I know. I know this may be the last time I ever see him. Breathe fills my lungs, my throat relaxes, and I can't help but smile. Because I can see what he's thinking as clearly as if he'd spoken. He doesn't want to leave - he doesn't want to go home. He's going to choose me instead. ↗

— Elizabeth Norris

#ben-and-janelle #countdown #science-fiction #science-fiction-romance #unraveling

And the way it felt?" I whisper, as if that might soften the blow of embarrassment I'm about to deal. "Is that how you were feeling - how you feel - about me?" A breeze comes off the ocean, and my skin feels strangely empty and open as he gives an almost imperceptible nod. ↗

— Elizabeth Norris

#science-fiction-romance #unraveling #ya #science

Hope. It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#juliette-ferrars #unravel-me #rain

He takes two steps back. Closer to the portal. I can't stop myself. "Ben," I call. And I'm not even embarrassed about how helpless my voice sounds. Don't go. "I'll come back for you." He takes another step back. "I promise." Stay. "Janelle Tenner," he says. "I will always fucking love you." And then he takes one more step back. Into the portal. And the blackness swallows him whole. ↗

— Elizabeth Norris

#crying #fiction #science-fiction #science-fiction-romance #unraveling

The desperation his expression,the anguish carved into his features, the way he looks at me, like he might die if I do. ↗

— taherah mafi

#shatter-me #taherah-mafi #unravel-me #love

Poets don't draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently. ↗

— Jean Cocteau

#differently #draw #handwriting #poets #their

Unraveling the euro is a terrible thing. This is a 50-year endeavor to get this continent together and that's a wonderful endeavor. ↗

— Jamie Dimon

#endeavor #euro #get #terrible #terrible thing

I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend," he says. "The one who will memorise the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette- ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#tahereh-mafi #unravel-me #love