See for me, it’s immediate. Silence is so freaking loud.' This seemed either deep or deeply oxymoronic. I wasn’t sure which.

It was so weird, because usually I was totally nervous talking to guys. But Eli was different. He made me want to say more, not less. Which was maybe not a good thing.

There's this other half of him I don't know of, it's like he is trying to keep it a secret... if he would just let me inside so I can help.

We all have one idea of what the color blue is, but pressed to describe it specifically, there are so many ways: the ocean, lapis lazuli, the sky, someone's eyes. Our definitions are as different as we are ourselves.

Maybe it was just part of growing up with someone. Once you have a rhythm and stay with it long enough, it's not hard to find again.

If nothing else, now we knew where to find each other, even if only time would tell if either of us would ever come looking.

Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together.