danvers-carols:Alice, you’ve disappeared, like everything else. But who else can I talk to?I’m lost.
danvers-carols:Alice, you’ve disappeared, like everything else. But who else can I talk to?I’m lost. When you left - and he left - you took everything with you. But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It’s like a huge hole has been punched through my chest. Each tick that goes by aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly in strange lurches and dragging lulls. But in a way I’m glad. The pain is my only reminder that he was real… That you all were…New Moon (2009), dir. Chris Weitz -- source link