Anna B. Doe Quotes

Maybe even all this time, from the time he broke my heart for the first time and I promised myself I'll never forgive him, I was just waiting for him on the other side of the line.

We both keep quiet.
Again.
Today just seems like a day for it. It's easier that way. You don't have to say things you don't want to say because once the words are out, you'll have to confront them.
Confront your insecurities.
Confront your fears.
Confront yourself.
I think that one, the last one, is the hardest.

It's not like you have anything to lose anymore."
My fingers stop at my thumb ring while Sienna's words echo in my head. Do I have anything to lose? I mean, after all I did, everything I fought against.
I slowly turn the ring on my thumb. This simple band has, like all of my rings, one word engraved on it.
Will anything change if I go to him? After all, I did lose everything that is important.
It's funny, actually, after the months I spent pushing him away. I thought, like the silly girl I probably am, that if I didn't give myself to him, I'd be safe, that as long as I didn't sleep with him, I wouldn't lose my heart. Shouldn't I have this one last memory to take home with me?
So lost…I came here lost and I'll go home lost. How convenient, and so utterly pathetic I want to give myself one strong shake to snap out of this.

I try to be gentle, but there is nothing gentle about the feelings she evokes in me. She's pure flame, and like her wild hair, she's making me burn.

All this time, William doesn't move from my side, his hand surely and confidently glued to my waist like it belongs there, one piece of a puzzle that matches the other, making the picture complete.

I'm not sure if I managed to respond or not; maybe it was all just in my head, a dream, like all others, in which he sneaks into my head when I don't have any power to hold him at arm's length.
But William was right about one thing.
I did have sweet dreams, or maybe it was just a beautiful nightmare.

I want his eyes to stop looking at me like that, and at the same time, I have always wanted to be looked at just like that. Now, when I look into the brown depths of his eyes…
I feel desired.
I feel confident.
I feel free.
I feel like a woman.

It's like a domino effect. After all the time of neatly putting the pieces together, one wrong move, one moment of distraction, and all of it comes falling down. The same happens to us. While ignoring all those moments that happened, all the situations when we wanted to do something, make a move and let our impulses take over, we put them neatly one behind other and now it comes crashing down around us.

The line between love and hate is thin.