أعلم أنَّك لا تملك شيئًا مُثيراً للدهشة لتتحَدَّث به معي، لكنِّي لا أُمانِع أبداً عن سماع تفاصيل يومك، المُمِلّ مِنها قبل الشَيّق، ولا أُمانِع أيضاً من ثرثرتك طويلاً دون فائدة، عن أيّ شيء وكُلّ شيء، وإنْ أردت سأشاركك الصمت أيضاً، معي لا تحتاج أنْ تكون مُبهِراً، عاديّتك تُدهِشني.

يُهزم المرء بأشيائه التي يحبها.

في القطار تبادلنا المقاعد كنتِ تريدين النافذة وكنتُ أريد أن أطل عليكِ.

To say “I love you, but….” is to say, “I did not love you at all”.
I say this to you now: I love you, with no beginning, no end. I love you as you have become an extra necessary organ in my body. I love you as only a girl could love a boy. Without fear. Without expectations. Wanting nothing in return, except that you allow me to keep you here in my heart, that I may always know your strength, your eyes, and your spirit that gave me freedom and let me fly.
- Jamie Weise

“I’m one of those people that can’t let go. If I’ve had fun with you once, I will text you on your birthday for at least the next five years. If we were friends in elementary school and haven’t talked since, I guarantee I still know your mom’s name and your favorite food. My crushes never go away, they just fade. I still tell stories about great times with people I haven’t seen in years. If you turn down my offer to get drinks and catch up ten times, I promise I will still ask an 11th time. If we fight and you block me, I will find a way to check in on you anyway to make sure you’re okay. So if I give up on you, just know that you damn well deserved it.”