One thing was certain: he was my one. Most people go on their whole lives and never find their one, but I found mine. I found him when I was twelve-years-old.

All I do when we’re apart is think about you, and all I when we’re together is panic. Because every second feels so important. And because I’m so out of control, I can’t help myself....

She affected me, even when she was absent.

Young lovers seek perfection. Old lovers learn the art of sewing shreds together. And of seeing beauty in a multiplicity of patches. – How to make an American Quilt

Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs.

We ruined each other by being together. We destroyed each other’s dreams.

Girl going past clinging to a young man’s arm. Putting up her face like a duck to the moon. Drinking joy. Green in her eyes. Spinal curvature. No chin, mouth like a frog. Young man...

But when all was said and done, the love between us in the little bed, as well as in our hearts, was so real I could practically touch it.