When I first met you, that's what I remember. I looked up at the sky and thought, I'm going to love this person because even the sky looks different.
Love
Darkness does not leave us easily as we would hope.
Darkness, Hope
I guess this was what it felt like to love someone and feel like you had lost them. Even when you were still holding them in your arms.
Love, Pain, Loss
And what do I know about humans? Only this: My name is Doloria Maria de la Cruz, and I'm not just the end of childhood. I'm the end of humanity. And if you come from the skies- I'm coming for you.
Humanity, Childhood