A year. A thousand kisses. And now a thousand one, a thousand two. There are so many other place we could have ended up, but I have to believe none of them would have felt this right. "All I want is you" is not entirely true. I want so much more, and with you I think I can get it.

That strange, twisted, torn love. That conflict between what your heart knows is right and what your mind is told is right.

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

Love me less, but love me for a long time

I don’t want to know anything, and I want to know it all

Every time you love someone, you put not just your faith in them, but your faith in everything to the test.

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.