These small words were the most frightening things to pass between us. Because once they were out there, we could never take them back.

I don’t need a line. I just need one.

Stop pressuring me to fall for people I never wanted here in the first place.

For your information, they serve different purposes. The calls are for updates and to see how her day went. The letters are for the things I can’t always say out loud.

I couldn’t help but think I’d missed something, that there was a gaping hole in the net I’d set up to catch myself.

And I certainly don’t need a boy to show me how to do it.

And she has been the source of every happiness in my life.

I still couldn’t see any rhyme or reason to fighting through countless obstacles for love only to have it leave you so powerless in the end.

And that was a small silver lining on an otherwise dreary day.