Carlos, are we in complete understanding with each other?” “Yeah,” I say. “As long as it’s not in your house and you don’t know about it, you’re okay with us messin’ around.” “I know you’re joking with me. You are joking with me, aren’t you?” “Maybe.

She ignores me, so I cup my hands over my mouth and do something I haven’t done in years— barnyard sounds.

He has eyes so expressive they give a hint to more than what he portrays. He’s dedicated to his friends, family, and even his motorcyle. He touched me as if I were made of glass. He kissed me as if he’d savor it for the rest of his life.

I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn't.

Oh, and just so you know, before we go out to the field we all get into a huddle and yell 'Go Queers!' really loud.

And right this second I want to live in ignorant bliss.

You once told me that I make you believe in the impossible. You make me believe in love, which I’d given up on. Thank you for proving to me it’s not just a fairy tale.