Yesterday is another world. I want to go back there.

If goodness can't come from bad things, it makes bad things unbearable.

But whether or not you are here, you are here—because these words are for you, and they wouldn't exist if you weren't here in some way.

Dash is for sure straight!" Boomer announced. "He has a super-pretty ex-girlfriend named Sofia, who I think he still has a thing for, and also, in seventh grade, there was a game of spin the bottle and it was my turn and I spun and it landed at Dash, but he wouldn't let me kiss him.

Moments into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. Days into years. Years into possibility. This will linger.

A year. A thousand kisses. And now a thousand one, a thousand two. There are so many other place we could have ended up, but I have to believe none of them would have felt this right. "All I want is you" is not entirely true. I want so much more, and with you I think I can get it.

I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable nighttime conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air when there's no light in the room.