“Cor cordium, heart of hearts, I’ve never said anything truer in my life to anyone.”
Suddenly part of my life was going to be taken away from me now and would never be given back.
... sensing we’d run out of last-minute miracles to put off his leaving.
We had found the stars, you and I.
For as long as the house stands, this will be your ghost spot—and mine too, I wanted to say.
Twenty years was yesterday, and yesterday was just earlier this morning, and morning seemed light-years away.
I stopped for a second. If you remember everything, I wanted to say, and if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you’re just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else and there’s not a thing left to say in this life, then, just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then, look me in the face, hold my gaze, and call me by your name.