It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.

He loves you, really he does. He'd love you even if it destroyed him. He matches you.

My heart's been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.

The memory fades, and I’m left hanging on to the ghosts of his words.

We can heal. Perhaps we can return to that same place we once stood, when we were both young and innocent.

You know, sometimes I wonder what things would be like if I just ... met you one day. Like normal people do. If I just walked by you on some street one sunny morning and thought you were cute, stopped, shook your hand, and said, "Hi, I'm Daniel.

June laughs. "I have to say, you look better than most people I see. I've heard a lot about you." "I hear about you a lot too," Eden replies in a rush, "mostly from Daniel. He thinks you're really hot.