You never know it's a beginning while you're in the midst of it.Not when the sky's still falling in slow motion.Not when every look feels like a dare and every touch like a test.You call it a distraction. A side quest. A spark.

  But then the spark starts to speak.And you realize the thing you're surviving...might also be the thing that's teaching you how to stay.

  No one's safe.But some things?Some things are worth being wrecked for.