There is no word for our kind of friendship. Two people who don't see each other a lot, but can make each other effortlessly happy

It was like everyone suddenly knew what mattered. Money didn't matter. Politics didn't matter. Tabloid news didn't matter. No-compassion mattered. Calm mattered. Respect mattered. Did it really take something of this magnitude to make us realize this?

I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.

I only have eyes for you.

For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to love, and to be loved.

I want you to be honest with me. Even if it hurts. Although I would prefer for it not to hurt.

When the shock wears off, you always hope there's understanding underneath.