He was not my boyfriend. On the other hand, he wasn’t just a friend either. Instead, our relationship was elastic, stretching between those two extremes depending on who else was around, how much either of us had to drink, and other varying factors. This was exactly what I wanted, as commitments had never really been my thing. And it wasn’t like it was hard, either. The only trick was never giving more than you were willing to lose.

Find someone who’s better than two languages and a guitar
Than those tan muscles and some tricks with card
Find someone who’s closer than the young volcano
And more trust worthy and more infatuated than you could know
Find someone who’ll kiss you when that’s all you need
And hug you and draw you and sing you to sleep
Find someone who loves the way you can just be
Or adores the beauty in a girl, her cat and her ukulele

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.