I don’t want to be that person, who just takes things.

I know that all the magic kisses in the world probably couldn't have helped him today. But I would do anything to have been able to give him one.

Sacrifice, that's what we do for the people we love.

It's nice, this. The canal." He looks at me. "You." "I'll bet you say that to all the canals.

...no way through it but through it," I tell myself.

I want to undo this. To make it right. But I have no idea how. I don't seem to know how to open up to people without getting the door slammed in my face. So I do nothing.

I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It’s okay if you have to leave us. It’s okay if you want to stop fighting.