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Tabitha Suzuma (born February 2, 1975, in London) is a British writer.

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You've always been my best friend, my soul mate, and now I've fallen in love with you too. Why is that such a crime?

Fallen, Friend, Love You, My Best Friend, Soul

It's always nice being wanted. Even if it's by the wrong person.

Nice, Person, Want, Wrong, Wrong Person

Time has stopped; time is racing. Lochie's lips are rough yet smooth, hard yet gentle. His fingers are strong: I feel them in my hair and on my neck and down my arms and against my back. And I never want him to let me go.

Against, Hair, Racing, Strong, Time

I don't know when it started - this thing - bit it's growing, muffling me, suffocating me like poison ivy. I grew into it. It grew into me. We blurred at the edges, became an amorphous, seeping, crawling thing.

Amorphous, Growing, Ivy, Know, Muffling, Poison

I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can't be you?

Heartbroken, Hell, Hope, Matter, Mean

The sight of such aching beauty would infuse his soul with pain.

Infuse, Pain, Sight, Soul

This is the definition of happiness: a whole day stretching out ahead of me, beautiful in its emptiness and simplicity.

Beautiful, Definition, Definitions, Simplicity, Whole

Never before have I imagined my life without him—like this house, he is my only point of reference in this difficult existence, this unstable and frightening world. The thought of his leaving home fills me with a terror so strong, it takes my breath away. I feel like one of those seagulls covered in oil from a spill, drowning in a black tar of fear.

Fear, Home, House, Oil, Strong, Takes

Willa’s big blue eyes, Willa’s dimpled-cheeked smile. Tiffin’s shaggy blond mane, Tiffin’s cheeky grin. Kit’s yells of excitement, Kit’s glow of pride. Maya’s face, Maya’s kisses, Maya’s love. Maya, Maya, Maya. . .

Eye, Grin, Kissing, Mayas, Pride, Yells

And the very important fact that I'm here to worry with you and go through all of this - every little bit of it - by your side, even your worst-case-scenario, should it somehow come to that. You wouldn't be doing any of it alone. ' Her voice drops and she looks down at our hands, fingers entwined, resting on her lap. 'Whatever happens, there will always be us.

Drops, Entwined, Hands, Resting, Worst Case Scenario, Your Side

She can't just be a face, a body; there has to be more than that, some kind of connection. And I can't connect, don't want to connect, with anyone.

Body, Connect, Connections, Kind, Want

But I don't want to be fine, not if it means she's going to let go of my hand; not if it means we're going to go back to being polite strangers.

Back, Hands, Let, Letting Go, Mean, Polite

But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky - beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent.

Beautiful, Blue, Brought, Butterfly, Completely

I feel like I'm going crazy: seeing you every day but never being able to - to hold you, to touch you when anyone else is around. i just want to take your hand, kiss you, hug you, without having to hide all the time. All those things every other couple takes for granted!

Couple, Crazy, Hand, Kissing, Take, Touch

. . . and my loneliness, always my loneliness - that airless bubble of despair that is slowing stifling me.

Airless, Bubble, Despair, Loneliness, Stifling

This whole time, my whole life, that harsh, stony path was leading up to this one point. I followed it blindly, stumbling along the way, scraped and weary, without any idea of where it was leading, without ever realizing that with every step I was approaching the light at the end of a very long, dark tunnel. And now that I've reached it, now that I'm here, I want to catch it in my hand, hold onto it forever to look back on - the point at which my new life really began.

Dark, Followed, Light, Step, Time, Tunnels

I might appear confident and chatty, but I spend most of my time laughing at jokes I don't find funny, saying things I don't really mean - because at the end of the day that's what we're all trying to do: fit in, one way or another, desperately trying to pretend we're all the same.

Chatty, Desperately, Laughing, Mean, The End Of The Day

He shakes his head with a slow smile. You'd better be right. If the phone rings, I'm unpluggining it, I swear to God-“ You'd do that to your five-year-old sister?“ I gasp in mock outrage. For one whole night alone? Jesus, Maya, I'd sell her to the gypsies!

Alone, Jesus, Night, Swear To God, Whole

How can something so wrong feel so right?

Feels, Right, Wrong

If I move, if I speak, if I so much as blink, I'm going to lose this battle.

Battle, Blink, Moving, Speak

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