You're the oddest person I've ever met, you couldn't get rid of me if you tried.

It's hard being left behind. (...) It's hard to be the one who stays.

What is more basic than the need to be known? It is the entirety of intimacy, the elixir of love, this knowing.

When we met I was wrecked, blasted, and damned, and I am slowly pulling myself together because I can see that you are a human being and I would like to be one, too.

I place my hands over her ears and tip her head back, and kiss her, and try to put my heart into hers, for safekeeping, in case I lose it again.

You're the oddest person I've ever met, you couldn't get rid of me if you tried.

I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way.