and made me happy in ways in which it had never even occurred to me that a mangled-up, locked-up person like me could be happy, I loved you.

He wants to set himself on fire, but he can’t afford for anyone to see him burn.

Tho I long for the actual sunlight contact between us I miss you like a home. Shine back honey & think of me.

If only you had known the mighty work of thine loins would be undone by a gay heir who likes it when American boys with chin dimples are mean to him.

But the first time I saw you. Rio. I took that down to the gardens. I pressed it into the leaves of a silver maple and recited it to the Waterloo Vase. It didn’t fit in any rooms.

He feels like he’s stepped outside of himself and returned to find everything slightly rearranged.

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She’s giving him that look. The “I’ve already analyzed all the data on how much shit you’re full of” look.

You were talking with Nora and June, happy and animated and fully alive, a person living in dimensions I couldn’t access, and so beautiful.