I’ve learned to lick my own foul wounds and prize the taste of ache.
On Being a Rat and Other ObservationsCharity liked brandy. She liked the way it burned her throat while soothing the ache in her heart.
Mr. WrongBut he was here. In my bed. His body warm and hard and feeling so much like home that I ached.
The Stillness of YouYes, it hurts to fall— ache, tenderness —but each scar is a sign your system is working.
Hourglass Museum