“I spent four minutes yesterday looking for the halfway point between where I am & where I want to be. I found the city—you just have to tell me if you want pizza, coffee or strange street meat. Just four minutes searching, but all day (really all week), I've been thinking of this letter & you.”

“She said she wanted to see beautiful things. I took her to where i planted my seeds.”

“This letter isn’t to mark any significant point in your life or mine. This letter is Just Because…Just Because.”

“I didn’t mean to snore in your ear, but I wanted to inhale all of what was wrapped up in the comforter with me.”

“If I told you just how much I need you, would you stay?”

“Tell me what you’re looking for and i will become that for you. I can sacrifice my inner freedoms for you without looking twice at my old journals and solid promises I made to myself about such things. But you must be prepared to kill me when the smiles are no longer frequent. Do it while I sleep. While I hold your hand. Do it fast, baby. Do it fast.”

“When I told the therapist that the “me” that I am now is the best me I can be, I was truthful. I’ve always given you my best, so when you say it's not enough, it chips away at the “best me.”