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Love is in the details. It’s in the everyday. It’s the way you treat someone when they aren’t even looking and the way they fill your head when you’re apart.
Anyone who uses the fact that a person loves another person as some kind of weapon or reason to be a douche bag isn’t right in the head.”
“You don’t turn your back on love.”
“Love isn’t easy, not for anyone, but you don’t push it away. You hold even tighter.”
“Just remember, all flags tremble in the wind, but they still keep flying.”
I fell in love with my best friend. It’s a good damn thing I was a fighter. I’d fight for him. I’d fight for me. I’d fight for us.
“The only thing strong enough to chase away pain is love.”
“Love is pain,” I told her. “Yes. But some of our greatest pain becomes our greatest strength.”
“Well, your heart isn’t hurting from that beating. Your ribs endured a lot to protect what’s beneath it. They cracked under the pressure, but they still held strong. They protected your heart. Seems like the beating they took was for nothing, because for all the sheltering they did, you are pretty fucking intent on pummeling it.”
“Even if I lost every single one of those things you just listed, it still wouldn’t add up to the single loss of you.”
Stars can’t shine without darkness.
Drew and I were stronger together. I was stronger with him than I would ever be apart. He gave me strength. I gained courage from his love.
“I’ve… I opened up a part of myself that was so private it physically hurt, the deepest place I feel things, the place where my most exposed feelings lie. That cost me a lot, Forrester, and I was scared. You are the biggest risk I’m ever going to take, so when you say you love me, it’s the biggest reward I’ll ever know.”
“Don’t ever underestimate the power you have over me, frat boy. I promise you I’m just as powerless when it comes to you.”
Our revolution began with love.
Our friendship was better because of our love. Our love was better because it blossomed out of friendship.
“You’ve spent almost all the time I’ve known you in the background, T. You don’t belong there, and I’ll be damned if that’s where I put you.”
By the way? What the fuck kind of term is coming out? Coming out from where? Hiding? The closet? La-La Land? I never had to “come out” when I was dating a girl.
All love was not created equal. It wasn’t a birthright. It wasn’t earned by blood. Love wasn’t guaranteed. Really pure love was hard to come by. It didn’t matter where it was found. All that mattered was that we held on when it was.
“How do you do it?” I asked. He turned away from the window and looked at me. “Do what?” “Shove down all the hurt I know you feel and try to shoulder mine, too.” He half smiled. “Shouldering yours makes mine feel lighter.”
I miss you like a fry misses ketchup
It wasn’t just love. It was #TrewLove.
She acted like it was something I worked at. Something I tried to be. I could no more stop being gay than the sun could stop rising.
It’s easy to lose yourself when you have no idea who you are to begin with.
“I love you more than French fries.”
“Hey, Forrester,” he said. “Yeah, frat boy?” “I’m so glad my heart chose you.”
