I notice you, I want to say. Even when no one else does, I do. I will.

I felt like I was missing something. Missing you more. Missing whatever was going to happen next.

I hope suffering don't exist.

I want love to conquer all. But love can't conquer anything. It can't do anything on it's own. It relies on us to do the conquering on its behalf.

This is a difference between us: you desire what other people have, while I desire the things I used to have, or think I might have one day.

I see Nick's number. I debate whether to assign a name to his number. If I commit to that, then I will truly be heartbroken if he never calls me again; my heart will knot each and every time I use this phone and see his name in there. I would probably end up having to trash the phone entirely.

There are things I miss," you said. "But if I didn't have you, I'd miss more.