“I always imagined music trapped inside my clarinet, not trapped inside of me. But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?”

“But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?”

“Music: what life, what living itself sounds like.”

“I'm layering away: sauce, noodles, I belong to you, cheese, sauce, my heart is yours, noodles, cheese, I hear your soul in your music, cheese, cheese, CHEESE...”

“That's exactly it—I am crazy sad, and somewhere deep inside, all I want is to fly.”

“Dreams change, yes, that makes sense, but I didn't know dreams could hide inside a person.”

“Telepathically, I tell her I'm sorry. I tell her I just can't confide in her right now, tell her the three feet between us feels like three light-years to me and I don't know how to bridge it.Telepathically, she tells me back that I'm breaking her broken heart.”