There is all of this grief you are carrying
and all of this grief I am carrying
and we met and fell in love
but neither of us knew where to put all this grief
it's so much of us and so heavy,
so we let it spill all over each other,
let it colour our edges like soot and smoke
then slowly it turned inward,
found its way into our mouths,
and neither of us knows where the fire is,
yet here we are in ashes, in ashes,
looking for something that may not exist
holding each other and saying,
it will be all right.
It will be all right.
- Nikita Gill
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The Search for Lily Myers ✓
RomanceAmelia Allen feels stuck. To an outsider, her life must look beautiful. She has a steady job, a relationship, and several years of her twenties left to figure out what more she wants out of life. But nothing is as shimmery as it appears from the su...