I love you” I say.”I love you, too” he says. “I’ll see you soon.
It’s not cruelty, maybe, but a desire to understand that motivates them.
I don’t know why, but his reaction disappoints me.
We both have war inside us. Sometimes it keeps us alive. Sometimes it threatens to destroy us.
I’m not abnegation, I’m not dauntless, I am Divergent
Is it selfish for me to crave victory or is it brave?