When I say, "Be my lover", I don't mean, "Let's have an affair." I don't mean "Sleep with me." I don't mean, "Be my secret." I want us to go back down to that root. I want you to be the one who loves me. I want to be the one who loves you.

Her vulnerability is open, but she’s safe within it.

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

You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.

Because it is senior year I have begun to see things as potential absences. The things I love will become the things I'll miss.

I wake up feverish, sore, uncomfortable. Is it sickness or is it heartbreak? I can't tell. The thermometer says I'm normal, but I'm clearly not.

A sound waiting to be a word.