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I can’t tell you exactly what I’m looking for, but I’ll know it when it happens. I want to be breathless and weak, crumpled by the entrance of another person inside my soul.

I must be an emotional archaeologist because I keep looking for the roots of things, particularly the roots of behavior and why I feel certain ways about certain things.

You’re worth a handwritten letter, a random trip at night to the beach, a painting that says more than a thousand words.

What if we just went home and read books to each other?

My heart is not captured easily. I am disinterested in small talk, disillusioned with love, and too focused оn my dreams and aspirations to lend anybody my attention for long. But if we make that connection, if you find your way into my heart, God, I will fall for you like gravity has let go of the earth.