Yes, time can be buoyed by wordlessness, but it needs to be anchored in words.

I try to be a careful person. Most of the time my carelessness is completely unintentional.

hubris, n. Every time I call you mine, I feel like I'm forcing it, as if saying it can make it so. As if I'm reminding you, and reminding the universe: mine. As if that one word from me could have that kind of power.

Every two people cause and intersection. Every person alters the world.

How do you commemorate a year? A paper anniversary, but we are the words written down, not the paper.

Please may this not be a game. Please may this not be a game. Because if it’s a game, I know I’m going to lose.

This is the hard part about having best friends that I feel no attachment to -- I don't give them any benefit of the doubt. And being best friends is always about the benefit of the doubt.