He was always in his room writing those things, and never with people. I used to tell him, What good is all of that love doing on paper? I said, Let love write on you for a little. But he was so stubborn. Or perhaps he was only timid.

we never talked about 911 sam, not that i remember. i could have asked you. i don't think i can ask others. i feel like i could have asked you anything. i wore your bracelet today but i found a new scratch on it. i'm scared of hurting it though i want to wear it.