“they say in the east you love the person you marry and in the west you marry the person you love. but maybe it’s a lot simpler than that. maybe you just love the person you love.”
“when it wasn’t too late and the music was just beginning.”
“it was holding on so tightly that was hurting my heart.”
“it was the face of a little girl in a banistered cage. and i wondered how we’d put up this barrier, bar by bar, boy by boy, between us.”
“i stayed as long as i could. but tonight this crowded living room was the loneliest place in the world.”
“in the end, i suppose she’d just been looking for love like everyone else. and i hadn’t given it to her, not the way she needed it.”
“it was difficult to imagine summer was already almost officially over. but summer itself didn’t seem to think so, hanging on a little longer, hesitant to let go.”
