“There’s always room in the heart for others, too.”

“I want to drag you off and hide you away,” he whispered. “Why?” “I always knew you were beautiful, but now everyone else will too. I won’t be able to keep other boys away from you, and it’ll make me crazy.”

“My heart should be breaking, too, but there comes a point when you’re so inured to loss that you no longer feel the lash.”

“There’s a hollow where he used to be, and it echoes with self-imposed loss.”

“There’s nothing he can do here for me, but I hate that he left.”

“You don’t need to be afraid of falling // when there’s someone aroundto catch you.”

“I always know exactly where you are in a room", he tells me without looking round. "I know how many times you run your fingers through your hair. I know when you look at me as well as the precise instant you look at anyone else.”