My head's filled up with all the reasons it won't work. And I keep running the figures, over and over, but I can't seem to come up with an answer.

They were all you, to me. All of them were you.

I could say his body was perfect and every part of it beautiful, because it was. Not because he had no flaws, but because I wanted him so desperately I couldn’t see any.

Sometimes,” Joe said after a bit, “it’s just easier to keep being what everyone expects you to be. Even if that’s what you’re not, anymore.

There's nothing that says you can't change." "Not even if it changes everything else?" I shook my head. "Not even then.

We labored under the pretense that nothing had changed when everything had, and I understood him, but i no longer knew him.

I waited for a long time and there was nothing but the pain of wanting something I couldn't seem to find.