Transsphenoidal approach

If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised,
Because every night I tell her about you.

- Shahrazad al-Khalij
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i. I don’t love you but I can see myself doing so.

ii. You said you never slept on the right side of the bed until I decided to sleep on the left.  At night, I wonder if you are dreaming about me or about someone who used to lay where you were at that moment.

iii. When we talk, all I can taste is the bittersweet aftermath. It’s sweet, but it stings. God, it stings when I know you are here, but you’re not really here.

iv. There’s less than 20 miles separating us, not even a river. Just lots of stop lights and traffic, but I feel like I’ll never get to you.

v. You care, but not enough. You want me, but not enough. You like me, but not enough.

vi. I want your company. I want your love. I want you to stay, but not this way.

- Stories I’ll tell one day #76 – Ming D. Liu
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“I don’t like to be touched when I’m sleeping,” you said. “I can’t fall asleep if I’m too close to someone.”

But one day, you are going to wish you could pull her close, so close than even when your skin touches, it’s too far. You’re going to want to sleep next to her, feel her heart beating, and hear her breathing next to you. You’re going to lie awake wondering why you even thought there was such thing as being too close to someone.
You’ll spend your nights thinking about her touch, dreaming about the rush you get off her kiss, and feel the adrenaline whenever she gets in under the covers next to you.

And then it’ll all start to make sense, how you sleep easier knowing that she is right there when you wake up.

- Stories I’ll tell one day #54 – Ming D. Liu
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We passed old photographs around the table the other day and someone said my laughter was so genuine when caught on lens. I let out a quiet laugh because in those old images, they were.

I used to smile differently. I think my left side curved higher, my right eyes creased a bit more. My nose would scrunch a little and I would bite my bottom lip whenever I paused for a second to show my happiness. I loved every moment of everything. Life wasn’t bad at all, just difficult at times, but it was a good life after all.

It’s midnight and I’m thinking about these photos I used to take - the ones of me and the ones of everything else. They seem distant, like another time and place, and I can’t seem to place my finger on what it is. Maybe it’s the person behind the lens, or maybe it’s the person in front of it. She and I are different people now, and I wish, I still had her with me. I wish I still knew her.

- Stories I’ll tell one day #55 – Ming D. Liu
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I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone.

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Clear your mind here

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I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back.

- Paulo Coelho
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I’m alright with you not loving me. I won’t say it’s because I’m a handful or because I can be too crazy sometimes. I won’t say it’s because I won’t always make time for you or I tend to push people away when I need them the most. No, I will not list my faults and reasons why I think I am unlovable. You will find happiness elsewhere, with someone who has as much of a positive outlook on life as I do and can’t stop laughing at your little jokes. You will find it in someone who will make as many sacrifices as I did and go out of their way just to see you for an hour or so. You will find love in someone with the same kind heart and good soul; that just won’t be me. And they will come with troubles too and it’s okay if you decide to stay for theirs instead.

- Stories I’ll tell one day #44 – Ming D. Liu
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