A Surplus of Light

by Chase Connor

A kid who could lay an older and bigger bully out with one punch but didn’t actually want to fight. The kid who just wanted to sketch his pictures and be left alone. Ian Chambers. It might as well have been the name of a God.

If I’m willing to get my heart broken, the least you can do is agree to be the one who breaks it.”

And if I’m going to give the last of myself to someone—it should be you.”

“I don’t want you to give yourself to me, Ian.” Mike was in front of me now. “I want you to share yourself with me.”

The real question is when didn’t I know I loved you?” “When didn’t you know?” He asked. “When I didn’t know you existed,” I said. “Once I knew you existed, well, there wasn’t a time I didn’t love you.”