Next time he summons me like a half-asred squirrel demon," I said,"I'll tell him so!

But he’s the most familiar thing in this house, and I fall asleep better, listening to Baz breathe, than I have since winter break started.

I was eleven years old, and I’d lost my mother, and my soul, and the Crucible gave me you.”
“It made us roommates,” he says.
I shake my head. “We were always more.”
“We were enemies.”
“You were the centre of my universe,” I say. “Everything else spun around you.

That's what I came back to tell you. I loved you before I met you, and I loved you more the moment I held you. And I never meant to leave you so soon.
I never would have left you.
Simon, Simon.
My rosebud boy.

Go on, then," he says. "Carry on, Simon.

Simon Snow is still going to die kissing me.
Just not today.