that's it - hundreds of texts and conversations, thousands upon thousands of words spoken and sent, all boiled down into a single line. is that what relationships become?

love is tied to truth. I think of them as unhappily conjoined twins.

But if I didn’t want to be alone, then why didn’t I want to be with anyone else?

Magic naturally fades over distance. But proximity - well, when it works, proximity amplifies magic.

You know, I'd get a tattoo with your name on it. Only, I want you to have the freedom to change your name if you want to.

I've lost track of where friendship ends and falling begins. (this is the foolish refrain of the hopelessly devoted.) there are times I want to kiss you midsentence. undo the not-doing with one gesture.

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