“Just to be with you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted, Ryan.”

“All I know is that I’m yours just as much as you’re mine. That’s the surest thing I’ve ever known.”

“I wish I could walk in the fields before I die. Pasture, you know? That endless expanse of nothing and everything all rolled into one. That’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted, that’s all I wanted, all this time – nothing but pasture forever.”

“I wants us to be real. I want to be just you and me. - Ryan”

“I can accept that all I’ve ever wanted is not very special—all I’ve ever wanted, like most people, is proof of love.”

“...I know I’ve broken all the rules of all the games, that all the great players and best love calculators recommend that you play, if you want to make someone like you a lot. But that’s okay, because I give up. I’ve got my coffee sitting in my San Francisco cup, I’ve got Kona island and a working beating heart that’s not cold, hard, or numb—very workable and capable of loving, breaking, mending and repeating. So that’s just what I’ll do. Because I’m too tired. Too tired uping all nighting wasting my precious timing wishing it was your heart pumping, wanting me— like I used to want you.”