Every you, every me. Fractals. Fractures.
David LevithanTag: evan
Maybe relationships could have fractals, too. And maybe the sense of loss was when you're becoming a fractal of what you once were to each other.
David LevithanTag: evan
But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death.
Anything.
Something.
Nothing.
Tag: evan
obstinate, adj.
Sometimes it becomes a contest: Which is more stubborn, the love or the two arguing people caught within it?
reservation, n.
There are times when I worry that I've already lost myself. That is, that my self is so inseparable from being with you that if we were to separate, I would no longer be. I save this thought for when I feel the darkest discontent. I never meant to depend so much on someone else.
gravity, n.
I imagine you saved my life. And then I wonder if I'm just imagining it.
dissonance, n.
Nights when I need to sleep and you can't. Days when I want to talk to you and you won't. Hours when every noise you make interferes with my silence. Weeks when there is a buzzing in the air, and we both pretend we don't hear it.
that's it -- hundreds of texts and conversations, thousands upon thousands of words spoken and sent, all boiled down into a single line. is that what relationships become? a reduced version of the hurt, nothing else let in. it was more than that. i know it was more than that.
David LevithanAnd as we drift into sleep, I feel something I’ve never felt before. A closeness that isn’t merely physical. A connection that defies the fact that we’ve only just met. A sensation that can only come from the most euphoric of feelings: belonging.
David LevithanIt’s one thing to fall in love. It’s another to feel someone else falling in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.
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