You can’t figure out who you want to be. You know, it’s your indecision that paralyzes you and hurts us. I can feel your restlessness. In a moment like this, you want me, you want us, then that moment passes then you become this ghost.

Fourteen years ago, ‘I love you’ was more than enough. I mean, it was almost revolutionary. And now, I don’t know, they’re just words. I know you mean them, but I don’t know what they mean to you