#glogifs

we’ve both lost. what have you lost? you.

“For a moment, I started to believe something could happen between us. Something real. That we could trust one another; go out to dinner like everyone else, without having to hide every time. Although, now and then, we’d stay here so you could make me your macaroni. Which, by the way, is disgusting. I don’t know... I even thought for a moment that we could forget about all this shit. And that we could have a future. How stupid of me, huh?”

“I love you! I loved you since the first time you picked up your ukulele and you wrote a song about clouds. A silly little song about clouds, I love you. And that night in your room when you told me you loved me, I meant to say it. I meant to say it, and I’ve kicked myself everyday since then because I didn’t say it. But I do, I love you. I loved you since 7th grade when I made you ride in the front row of demon’s destiny at six flags. And you told me you get a little bit seasick on roller coasters and I said come on, live a little... the thing is... I never outgrew you. And I don’t really know what happens tomorrow or in 2 minutes when we walk out that door. All I know is I want this feeling to keep going. Because this whole experience... I’m just- I’m not ready for it to be over. For us to be, I mean. And if that means doing another musical, then fine! I just- I don’t want this to be just a showmance. Really. I want it to be the real thing. I mean... I think it is the real thing. I just... I want a chance to prove it, I do.”