“The sight of such aching beauty would infuse his soul with pain.”

“Nothing can relieve the pain. Not crying, laughing, screaming, begging. Nothing can change the past.”

“He is my soul mate, my fresh air, the reason I look forward to getting up every morning.”

“This is the definition of happiness: a whole day stretching out ahead of me, beautiful in its emptiness and simplicity.”

“You've always been my best friend, my soul mate, and now I've fallen in love with you too. Why is that such a crime?”

“But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky - beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent.”

“Pressed up against him, I can feel the thud of his heart against mine, his ribcase expanding and contracting rapidly against my chest, the warm whisper of his breath tickling the side of my neck, the brush of his leg against my thigh. Resting my arms on his shoulders, I pull back a little to get a look at his face. But he isn't smiling any more.”