Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking, when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face. - Andrea Gibson

Why did no one tell us that to die is to be reincarnated in those we love while they are still alive? Ask me the altitude of heaven, and I will answer, “How tall are you?

I suppose we wear our traumas the way the guillotine wears gravity; our lovers' necks are so soft.

"I loved you from our first date at the batting cages when I missed twenty-three balls in a row and you looked at me like I was a home run in the ninth inning of the world series. Now every time i hear the word "love" I think, "going, going...