“I want to be by your side always. Through all the troubles that stand in your way, I will be there to help you overcome any turmoil. I want you to realize that my love for you is strong and all I wish is for you to always be happy. Let me be your strength when you are weak. Let me be your courage when you feel scared. Let me be the hope when you lose all faith. Let me be the love that you need whenever you’re lost in this world. I love you, Kurosaki-kun. Please, I hope my voice reaches out to you….”
bonus (because come on): “Emotions are never black and white. They’re more like symptoms: you lose your breath every time they enter a room; your heart beats faster when they walk by; your skin tingles when they stand close enough to feel their breath.”
This is nothing new, the pain of missing you, the pain so similar to airless lungs; I just wish that I could find a way to be okay. I wish I could say the words that would make you stay, because holding onto memories is not enough for me; it never will be. I want to be able to breathe without feeling like I’m collapsing.
"Sweetheart,let me tell you something no teenager ever believes,but i guarantee you is the absolute truth. You fall in love more than once. It will happen again. It will be just as amazing and extraordinary as the first time.and maybe just as painful."
«You have my love, my legal advice, my financial supervision. I can’t give you the courage to stand up to me and say you don’t give a flying fuck about what I think. Everybody’s oppressed by somebody else in some form or another. Most of us learn to fight against it despite people’s opinions without the help of others. And stop trying to wring some kind of admission of guilt out of me. Agreeing that you were born just the same as I was born isn’t gonna save your dying friends.» «That is exactly what is going to save my dying friends.» «You make it sound like I’m the enemy.» «I am beginning to think that you and your straight world are our enemy. I am furious with you! And every goddamn doctor who made me feel it was sick to love a man. I am trying to understand why nobody gives a shit that we’re dying! $5 million for a house? We can’t even get 27 cents from the city. I know 43 guys who have died and you say it’s my cause not yours? You still think I’m sick! I simply cannot allow it for one single second longer. I will not speak to you again until you accept me as your equal! Your healthy equal! Your brother!»