“I know nothing and my heart aches”
“I only know that you are the breath in my lungs, the beat of my heart, the ache in my soul, and without you, I am empty.”
“Ann: How my heart has ached. How empty I have felt. How I’ve ached to hold my two babies.”
“My heart ached for the snow.”
“I feel my heart ache, but I've forgotten what that feeling means.”
“We're alright, you know?" he says quietly. "You and me, okay?" My chest aches and I nod. "Nothing else is alright." His breath tickles my cheek. "But we are.”