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“and now you are and i am now and we’re a mystery which will never happen again, a miracle which has never happened before– and shining this our now must come to then our then shall be some darkness…”

“The truth is that nobody is owed an apology for anything. Apologies are lovely when they happen. But they change nothing. They do not reverse actions or correct damage. They are merely nice to hear.”

“What more can I learn, how can I love you better? What else do you need?”

“Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care about it. If I wanted to detach completely, I would move my body away. I would stop the conversation mid-sentence. I would leave the bed. Instead, I hover over it for a second. I glance off in another direction. But I always glance back at you.”

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