I never expected you to understand, but I did expect you to be there.

I had no desire to tell anyone I was in love. I knew and that was all that mattered. I had a theory that sharing would somehow take away the love and give it to everyone else. And I wanted it. All to myself.

Silence is only awkward if one cannot feel a connection with the other.

We were riding fast, I got lost in the thought that this couldn’t end. Good things end. Bad things we reminisce.

Some people you’re not meant to get over.

You can’t just be. You have to become.