You're always saying people don't like you but people can't like something that's not there.

Bye bye binary. For gender, for sexuality, for everything. ... Lots of people can like lots of people. And could everyone please get over it and update their idea of normal.

Every time he looked at me I felt like I'd touched my tongue to the tip of a battery. In art class I'd watch him lean back and listen and I was nothing but zing and tingle. After a while, the tingle turned to electricity, and when he asked me out my whole body amped to a level where technically I should have been dead. I had nothing in common with a sheddy like him, but a girl doesn't think straight when she's that close to electrocution.

Why do want to find him so bad?’ I ask after a while, but she’s not listening. I watch her a bit
longer. ‘Why do you want to find him so bad?’ I ask again.
She blinks and comes out of her dream. She flicks the band on her wrist. ‘I just do.’ - Ed Skye

If my like for you was a football crowd, you’d be deaf ’cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there’d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you’d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let’s just say you’d be spending plenty.

It's a different kind of missing. You're trying to remember, and he's trying to forget.