Still, his apartment has that dreamlike qualityof feeling like home though I know it’s not. Not mine anymore — but how many people get to visit the past without hurting anything?To come back and drink the same coffeefrom the same never-quite-clean cup? - Jameson Fitzpatrick
I do. I choose you, which is to choose him and the others and to say Everything I was ever told of love was so simple as to be untrue. Let me see for myself what you desire beside me. Let me look it in the face and kiss him. - Jameson Fitzpatrick
and my pack so light I’m sure I’ve left something behind—but only my worry, and only for a moment. - Jameson Fitzpatrick