a life is measured by moments like these

Are you high? Why are you never wearing a shirt?" "I sleep naked," Cole said. He put both milk and sugar in my coffee. "As the day goes on, I put on more and more clothing. You should've come over an hour ago.

This is what you get, Maura, for using your DNA to make a baby.

Knowing what I was, and wanting me, anyway.

I whisper like the sea in the horse's ear.

Counter Girl (in candy shop): You two are cute. Seriously. How long have you been going out? Sam: Six years.

I missed the sound of her shuffling her homework while I listened to music on her bed. I missed the cold of her feet against my legs when she climbed into bed. I missed the shape of her shadow where it fell across the page of my book. I missed the smell of her hair and the sound of her breath and my Rilke on her nightstand and her wet towel thrown over the back of her desk chair. It felt like I should be sated after having a whole day with her, but it just made me miss her more.