Making love without noise is like playing a muted piano-fine for practice, but you cheat yourself out of hearing the glorious results.

Even though I'm seventeen, I guess I still thought this would always be true - that there would always be that lost-and-found, and not the lost-and-still-lost that I am now trapped inside.

You are happy even if you are afraid to admit it.

having someone think of me that way was like discovering a new window in the room i'd lived in all my life.

This isn't even something I've feared, because I never knew it was a possibility.

Maybe relationships could have fractals, too. And maybe the sense of loss was when you're becoming a fractal of what you once were to each other.

Answerless questions can destroy you. Move on.