I always wonder how different things would have been if I wouldn’t have stayed home wondering how different things could have been.
Do you think it’s possible to die in heaven? If so, then what happens? Where do we go, and what becomes of us? I need to know because I can’t stand to lose you anymore. And because I’m certain when I see you again, and my fingers find your palms, and your lips shut mine, my heart will stop. Or maybe it won’t. Maybe it will truly start again.
I meant it when I said forever.
—Dominic Matthew Jackson, When it stopped hurting
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