“I love him because he’s my compass.” She said.

“What do you mean he’s your compass?” He asked.

“Well, for someone like me, after everything I’ve been through.. it’s easy to get caught up in the dark stuff. It’s easy to get lost in all the pain of the past and assume the worst of everyone.

It’s easy to assume that everyone wants to  hurt me and that everyone will hurt me. It’s easy to allow the waves of sadness and depression over power me but then I look at him, I think about him and it reminds me that there are good people in this world.

It’s like.. no matter how sad I get.. or how scared.. or how many times I try to run away, he always guides me back to a happier place, a  brighter place, a place I never thought existed without him. He always leads me back home, despite how lost I may get at times, he’s my compass.” She admitted. 

“Who would have ever thought that my compass would have stars for eyes and a devilish smile.” She said with a smile on her face.


~Excerpts from the book I’ll never write #160


8:43 pm


I’m crying my heart out // hd