SIDE.

“Am I still a hero if the only person I save is myself? Am I still a villain if the only person I hurt is myself?”

“You really didn’t know until now, did you? That he has become more than just a friend. And he looks at you and you wonder how someone could love you that much. So here it is: the truth. He loved you then, he loves you now, there is nothing more to say.”

“There is an ‘us’ somewhere. It’s not here, it’s not even an uttered concept right now, but the novel idea of you and me together exists. Us. It’s hard to find in this noisy life, especially with people and clashing lifestyles obstructing the view. I find it, however—and keep finding myself in it—when our eyes meet. That’s us. When the world moves a half second ahead of us, riotous and oblivious, we find each other in a glance.”