Hannah Claire

““I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures.””

“How was I supposed to tell you what I was feeling?“ she said, “I didn’t want to ruin your day. “I am so many things but I won’t be the weight on your ankle, if I drown I won’t ask you to come with me.”

“She’s stubborn and hard headed but god knows I love her. There’s days when she’s grumpy for no apparent reason other than the fact that she’s grumpy. When she’s sick, she’s helpless and all you can really do is hold her in your arms and comfort her till she falls asleep. There’s days when she’ll complain about everything like the weather, people, music, or even you and you’ll just have to deal with it. She’ll complain about the room being too hot, to only result in closing the windows in the middle of the night because she’s too cold. There are days when she shuts the world out, she’ll ignore everyone because she just wants to sit in silence. Sometimes, she’ll claim she can eat an entire cow because that’s just how hungry she is. So we’ll make dinner plans and I’ll pick her up just to have her say, “I ate already, I was too hungry but I’ll still eat a little something.” There are days when she suffocates me with love. She’ll kiss and kiss and kiss, till I beg her to stop. She’ll tickle me until my insides hurt and hold my hand till it’s sweaty. There are days when she’ll claim every part of my body with her lips. And there are days when she’ll need her space and I’ll have to pull a chair up alongside the bed because she just needs her own space. There are days when her hair is messy and all over the place. Days when she’ll cry and you don’t know why but you won’t ask you’ll just let her cry. Days when she’s nervous and jumpy about everything. Days when she yells at me for no reason just to apologize two seconds later. Days when she’s a pain in the ass and pushes my buttons just to settle it with kisses. Days when I’m listening to my favorite song and she’ll talk over it because talking is more important than music. There are days when I need her to make decisions, to do the littlest things like pick a place to eat. She’ll refuse and say “I don’t know” until I give up and decide myself. Sometimes she’ll swear like a sailor and make jokes during times when she should probably be serious. There are days when it’s 3 in the morning and she won’t let me sleep and days when she’s too tired and fast asleep by 10pm. Sometimes she’s clumsy and sometimes she’s a walking contradiction; but she is everything I’ve ever wanted. I’d do everything to have her bad days, her grumpy days, her “I need space days,” her love me days, her laughing days, her clumsy days, and her happy days, because she is everything I’ve ever wanted and I wouldn’t dare trade her for anything in this world.”

“(My version of this) To the one that loves her next: Give her the aux cord in the car, and don’t look at her while she sings along (because she might stop singing), just listen. She’ll almost always fall asleep before she says goodnight, don’t let it bother you, just know if she’s asleep before you: she’s safe. Treat her like a princess. She only deserves the best, and that’s something I couldn’t give her. She’ll try and keep her problems to herself, as to not bother you, so always ask if she’s okay. If she says to drop a certain topic, drop it. Don’t push the issue, she’ll talk to you about it when she’s ready. She loves her mom more than she loves anyone else, always include her. If you have something to tell her, say it, don’t wait for the perfect moment because it might never come. She loves surprises, try not to ruin them for her. She would rather be spontaneous than to plan out dates. So load up the car and take her on an adventure. She likes it when you run your fingers down her back, she’ll flinch because it tickles, but continue anyway. She is usually the little spoon but when you really need her, she’ll know, and you can be the little spoon for the night. She’s jealous , often, but she’ll only show it through what she favorites on Twitter. Don’t make her jealous on purpose, that’s cruel. Keep your phone on so she can call you at any time. She probably won’t call, she won’t want to wake you, but it’s better safe than sorry. Ask her to sing you to sleep. She might say no, but I promise once she thinks you’re asleep, she’ll sing to you. You’ll want to fight for her when it’s over, don’t. You’ll just hurt her. Losing her will be the hardest thing you’ll go through. I promise she always meant more to me, than anyone. Including you.”

“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

“You have sadness living in places sadness shouldn’t live.”

“You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.”

“I’ve always loved you, and when you love someone, you love the whole person, just as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be.”

i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them