“To him it feels like an adventure. This. Them. Waking up every morning wondering if he'll survive his feelings for her. Seems unlikely, and yet. He always makes it to the night.”
― Mate
― Mate
“I observe him for a while, wondering whether it's normal, feeling — feeling so much about a single person. Surely, it's unfair. Surely, a love this deep should be reserved for the universe as a whole. But what if, to me, he's the linchpin? What if he's the stitch that keeps it all together?”
― Mate
― Mate
“I often wonder what it must have been like for my great-grandfather, having trained as a doctor, to be unable to save his own son from disease. We are powerful enough to light the world at night, to artificially refrigerate food, to leave Earth's atmosphere and orbit it from outer space. But we cannot save those we love from suffering.”
― Everything Is Tuberculosis: The History and Persistence of Our Deadliest Infection
― Everything Is Tuberculosis: The History and Persistence of Our Deadliest Infection
“Of course you belong here — if you want to. That's for you to decide, not the world”
― Love Is a War Song
― Love Is a War Song
“The most recent post was from yesterday —Christmas— and it was of the foosball table Shane had given him. No caption. He scrolled and found a photo of the exercise ball Shane had been balancing on in Ilya's gym. One of the latest puzzle Ilya had completed with Shane's dad. One of Ilya's loon tattoo.
One of the two plastic heart rings, together on Shane's dresser.
Shane realized that most or Ilya's posts were, in weird cryptic ways, about Shane. His entire account was like a secret diary of their relationship, full of inside jokes and little references that only Shane would understand.
And Shane hadn't even bothered to look at it before. Not really.
He looked now. He scrolled until his eyes were so blurry that he had to give up and sob into his hands instead. How could Shane have doubted for a second how fiercely Ilya loved him?”
― The Long Game
One of the two plastic heart rings, together on Shane's dresser.
Shane realized that most or Ilya's posts were, in weird cryptic ways, about Shane. His entire account was like a secret diary of their relationship, full of inside jokes and little references that only Shane would understand.
And Shane hadn't even bothered to look at it before. Not really.
He looked now. He scrolled until his eyes were so blurry that he had to give up and sob into his hands instead. How could Shane have doubted for a second how fiercely Ilya loved him?”
― The Long Game
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