Never before have I imagined my life without him—like this house, he is my only point of reference in this difficult existence, this unstable and frightening world. The thought of his leaving home fills me with a terror so strong, it takes my breath away. I feel like one of those seagulls covered in oil from a spill, drowning in a black tar of fear.

...and my loneliness, always my loneliness - that airless bubble of despair that is slowing stifling me.

You cannot undo the past; you can only learn to live with it, find some way of making peace with it, and move on.

Even though I'm surrounded by pupils, there is the invisible screen screen between us, and behind the glass wall I am screaming - screaming in my own silence, screaming to be noticed, to be befriended, to be liked.

Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.

only a matter of time before it broke through our fragile web of denial, forcing us to confront the truth and acknowledge who we are: two people in love – a love that nobody else could possibly understand.

You've always been my best friend, my soul mate, and now I've fallen in love with you too. Why is that such a crime?