Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care about it. If I wanted to detach completely, I would move my body away. I would stop the conversation midsentence. I would leave the bed. Instead, I hover over it for a second. I glance off in another direction. But I always glance back at you.

You think you know your possibilities. Then other people come into your life and suddenly there are so many more.

We remember what it was like to meet someone new. We remember what it was like to grant someone possibility. You look out from your own world and then you step into his, not really knowing what you’ll find there, but hoping it will be something good. Both Ryan and Avery are doing this. You step into his world and you don’t even realize your loneliness is missing. You’ve left it behind, and you don’t notice because you have no desire to turn back.

I wake up thinking of yesterday. The joy is in remembering; the pain is in knowing it was yesterday.

What i want is for what i want to actually matter.

It won't be a normal life-I know that. But it will be a life. A life together.

Things are not magical because they've been conjured for us by some outside force. They are magical because we create them.