The real magic is that sometimes, if you’re lucky, the illusion is shared.

A space between a word and a period—like this: “hi .”

They’re romancing themselves.

only the internet, where you got to know people backward, soul-first

The relationship is all about what is happening inside of the soul and the mind, and the body doesn’t get in the way.

There was no one to miss—only the sense that there should be someone, somewhere.

Just the desire for something and the human ability to will that something into their field of vision.

I was an alien in my own skin.

a world where the boundaries of cyberspace and meatspace are blurry