Have you ever pondered the miracle of popcorn? It starts out as a tiny, little, compact kernel with magic trapped inside that when agitated, bursts to create something marvelously desirable. It’s sort of like those tiny, little thoughts trapped inside an author’s head that―in an excited explosion of words―suddenly become a captivating fairy tale!
This is the list you carry in your pocket, of the things you plan to say to Kay, when you find him, if you find him: 1. I’m sorry that I forgot to water your ferns while you were away that time. 2. When you said that I reminded you of your mother, was that a good thing? 3. I never really liked your friends all that much. 4. None of my friends ever really liked you. 5. Do you remember when the cat ran away, and I cried and cried and made you put up posters, and she never came back? I wasn’t crying because she didn’t come back. I was crying because I’d taken her to the woods, and I was scared she’d come back and tell you what I’d done, but I guess a wolf got her, or something. She never liked me anyway. 6. I never liked your mother. 7. After you left, I didn’t water your plants on purpose. They’re all dead. 8. Goodbye. 9. Were you ever really in love with me? 10. Was I good in bed, or just average? 11. What exactly did you mean, when you said that it was fine that I had put on a little weight, that you thought I was even more beautiful, that I should go ahead and eat as much as I wanted, but when I weighed myself on the bathroom scale, I was exactly the same weight as before, I hadn’t gained a single pound? 12. So all those times, I’m being honest here, every single time, and anyway I don’t care if you don’t believe me, I faked every orgasm you ever thought I had. Women can do that, you know. You never made me come, not even once. 13. So maybe I’m an idiot, but I used to be in love with you. 14. I slept with some guy, I didn’t mean to, it just kind of happened. Is that how it was with you? Not that I’m making any apologies, or that I’d accept yours, I just want to know. 15. My feet hurt, and it’s all your fault. 16. I mean it this time, goodbye.
For a long time, he tried to convince himself that he was content. For a long time, he tried to ignore another kind of hunger within him, a hunger that could never be satisfied no matter how much he ate.
I know we can't do anything about those who couldn't even say they're sorry...but maybe...maybe we can do something about how we feel inside.
You say those things because you haven’t felt what I felt. Don’t you know how painful it is to be abandoned by your dearest friend?
It’s true; I have never been abandoned by my best friend. Even so, I think no one is really exempt from being hurt. I was hurt, too...and you may not know how I felt like...how it felt like...to be abandoned by your own mother.
He had always held on to his pain as though it were the biggest pain in all that world, but now, now he felt he could no longer hold on to it. His awareness of the boy’s pain somehow made him forget about his own.
Look here...this shell is unique. I think I could gather all the seashells in the world and I would still fail to find another one like this. As beautiful as this. In the same way, I think that’s how you are.
Why have they failed to see this the night before? Was it because of the darkness? Or was it because of the shadows cast from his own heart?
For the sake of clarity, let it be known that this boy lives in a world that is quite different from your own... In this world, there are fireflies that can talk, there are flowers that can dance, and there are mysteries that cannot be understood by those who refuse to have an open heart.