“The truth is, I don't have a real clue what love is - how to find it, how to give it. Once upon a time I thought I knew.”

“Real love finds you once, if you're lucky.”

“I want to open myself, let him inside. But how do I give what has already been taken?”

“I'm in love. And I like how that feels. And I hate how that feels. Because love is an invention of fiction writers.”

“I am different. And I don't understand exactly how. And I don't understand just why.”

“He's solid."You're fractured."He's hopeful."You're hopeless."He's always there."You're half there."He's faithful."You're so not."He's giving."You're afraid to give."He's honest."You lie all the time."He's loving."You don't know how to love.”

“I still care for you, you know..That phrase again. Everyone cares for me. They just don't know how to love me.”