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285 pages, Kindle Edition
Published February 6, 2017
"Brandon O'Kieffe was my first crush, my first kiss, and the first boy to ever break my heart..."
"So, here we are, looking after each other."
„Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there…I do not sleep. I am the thousand winds that blow…“
We were happy once, and now – look at us. We're nothing more than empty shells. You remind me of everything I've lost, and it fucking breaks me all over again.
Connor was, no doubt, part of my soul, but Brandon, he's part of my heart.
I'm not running. Just turning my back on the things I don't want to acknowledge. Some call it cowardice, and inability to cope. I call it survival instinct.
Brandon O'Kieffe was my first crush, my first kiss, and the first boy to ever break my heart.
We're trapped in this swirling vortex of guilt and anger, twisted love and desperate need.
I wonder how we got here? Two lost souls trying to save each other from unsalvageable events. She may be my hope but I'm surely her destruction. I just wish she would see it. I wish she would run but she won't because she has nothing to run to.
It was messed up but even back then I knew he was a better man for her, I knew he deserved her in a way I never would.
„I'll never be what you want me to be! I hate this. I hate that fucking job. I hate this bullshit life. I don't fit in your perfect fucking box.“
„Everything in life is a risk, you just have to decide which risks are worth taking, and to me, you are a risk worth taking because without you, without what we have, I will merely be existing. And I want to live, Brandon.“
I've always loved you, Poppy.
...sometimes we think we're helping someone and all we're doing is placing a Band-Aid over a bullet hole.
„This isn't goodbye, only see you later.“
I tried to make you happy
You know I tried so hard to be
What you hoped that I would be
I gave you what wanted
God couldn't give you what you need
You wanted more from me
Than I could ever be
You wanted heart and soul
But you didn't know, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That takes me away from you
Cold is the night without your love
To see me through
Wild, wild is the wind
That blows through my heart
You need someone to hold you
Somebody to be there night and day
Someone to kiss your fears away
I just went on pretending
Too weak, too proud, too tough to say
I couldn't be the one
To make your dreams come true
That's why I had to run
Though I needed you, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That takes me away from you
Cold is the night without your love
To see me through, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That blows through my heart tonight
That tears us apart
Maybe a better man
Would live and die for you
Baby, a better man would
Never say goodbye to you
Wild, wild is the wind
That takes me away from you
Cold is the night without your love
To see me through, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That blows through my heart tonight
That tears us apart
She makes me hope, and hope is dangerous to a guy like me because when it's gone, it seems like there's nothing left.
"You can't carry me, Poppy. I can't look at you," I whisper. "I look at you, and all I see is him."
I didn't get rid of the monster, I just threw it in a cellar and prayed to fuck it wouldn't come back out. Eventually it was roaring so loud the floorboards were shaking, and when it got loose...
"A friend is someone who understands your past, accepts you for all your wrongs, and who carries you when no one else will."
" They say the people who are left behind are the ones who suffer the most when it comes to death and ain't that the truth"
" You are the only peace in my own personal war.
❝I've always loved you, Poppy.❞ I sweep my thumb over her bottom lip. ❝You bring me peace when all I know is war.❞
The broken taking care of the broken. What a pitiful mess we are."Poppy's War" was a book that truly hurt to read and there were moments I had to put it down, walk away and gather my thoughts. The rollercoaster of emotions that coursed through me were (at times) unexpected and I think it was the feeling of anger and frustration that left me needing my time out the most. I had to step back, look at the situations the characters found themselves in, look at the bigger picture and even put myself in the characters shoes to truly understand what they were going through. This was not a hearts and flowers read but instead was often violent, cruel and brutal. By the time I turned the last page I felt destroyed, my heart a million tiny pieces around my feet.
We're both in the middle of some horrible storm and the only way out is together.Both the main characters in "Poppy's War" were complex (to say the least) and to say that I liked or even loved them all the time would be a lie, but I had to try and understand them. Poppy was a grieving widow who had lost the love of her life. Brandon was a man who had lost the closest thing he had to a brother and was guilt ridden for not being able to save him. Here were two people who really were drowning and it didn't matter how much they tried to tread water, it didn't matter how many hands that came out to to save them, it was like there was a lead weight tied to each of them constantly pulling them back down. My heart broke for each of them as their lives became more about surviving rather than living each day. For every step forward I felt the ten steps back and it was like a train wreck. I should have looked away but I couldn't bring myself to.
She should hate me. I'm a disaster waiting to happen, a ticking time bomb, and she's strapped right in with me just waiting for the inevitable bang.
I realise that sometimes we think we're helping someone and all we're doing is placing a band-aid over a bullet hole.
"War and loss. It will destroy a person from the inside out."
"I need something, someone. He needs someone. Connor would want us to lean on each other. He would."
"He's lost. I know it because I see it in his eyes. I know it because I am too. Grief does funny things to people."