Begin Again

"Ella Wood," he whispered into the night, like a secret only for him to know. "You're the most infuriating, selfless, stupid, beautiful, idiotic, loving person I know. And I love you." I buried my head into is warm neck, glad to have my sunshine back in the midst of the surrounding darkness. "I'm broken," I said. "Bloody hell, you lose a bit of hair and you go mental. Women."