Love is so painful, how could you ever wish it on anybody? And love is so essential, how could you ever stand in its way?

this is what i never allowed myself to need. and of course what i've been needing all along.

lying awake beside you, these thoughts run through my head.

you’d think that silence would be peaceful. but really, it’s painful.

Here," she said. "This is for you." "I didn't really get you anything," I sputtered. "I mean, I didn't know that you were going to be here, and--" "Don't worry. It's your embarrassment at not having the thought that counts.

But the thing about a cry for help is that someone else needs to be around to hear it.

What did it matter to me? Did I think that by making you rational about one thing, I could make you rational about everything? Maybe. Or maybe I just wanted to save you from your fears