Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion. — Ann Aguirre Emotion Copy Share Image
“There’s nothing he can do here for me, but I hate that he left.” — Ann Aguirre Hate Copy Share Image
“My common sense had already packed a bag, prepared to abandon me for the evening.” — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
What was the good of having such a fine home if you weren't willing to fight for it? — Ann Aguirre Fight Copy Share Image
“Spanish was weird that way: two words for monkeys, and esposas meant both wives and handcuffs. That said a lot.” — Ann Aguirre Humorous Copy Share Image
Sometimes when you meet someone, there’s a click. I don’t believe in love at first sight but I believe in that click.… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“resolved, then, deep in my soul never to let him go. I’d be the one never to leave him. I’d prove to… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
My heart shifted a little in my chest; it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn't hear. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I shake my head, but I can’t change this. I can only bear the scars, as I have always done, as I… — Ann Aguirre Bears Copy Share Image
We find heroes, not on battlefields, but in hospitals that tend the injured. Sometimes I think it’s easier to fight than it… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
If this is the last time, let me say it so you never forget. I will always love you, Deuce. No matter… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Now I know there are ways to belong to someone that don’t take anything away. A relationship shouldn’t impose limits—and if it… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
We stand a professional distance apart, as if I can’t feel his pain screaming in my head. Mine amplifies his; they share… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“You always look so damn happy to see me," he said, low. "And it's like a fist in my gut, every time.… — Ann Aguirre Bad day Copy Share Image
“I always know exactly where you are in a room", he tells me without looking round. "I know how many times you… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I'll always want him. Until every sun goes dark in every sky, until I am nothing more than long-forgotten cosmic dust, I… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
We stood back-to-back, blocking and striking in harmony; sometimes it felt like his arms and legs were an extension of me. I… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I want to drag you off and hide you away,” he whispered. “Why?” “I always knew you were beautiful, but now everyone… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“They say you never forget your first glimpse of Gehenna. Over the tall buildings the sky swirls with orange and red, true… — Ann Aguirre Infinite potential Copy Share Image
“When people stop writing down their stories, the soul the world is lost.” — Ann Aguirre Stories Copy Share Image
There’s a hollow where he used to be, and it echoes with self-imposed loss. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“it takes more courage to heal the world’s hurts than to inflict them.” — Ann Aguirre Courage Copy Share Image
“Grimspace steals my soul a sliver at a time, and I love it too much to mind.” — Ann Aguirre Soul Copy Share Image
“This guilt is a joke, and it’s exhausting to watch you martyr yourself.” — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“Backed by a long, proud history of not-dying, I know when someone's serious.” — Ann Aguirre History Copy Share Image
“I don't know how to be brokenhearted. I wish you hadn't taught me.” — Ann Aguirre Brokenhearted Copy Share Image
