David Levithan
David Levithan
David Levithanis an American young-adult fiction author and editor. His first book, Boy Meets Boy, was published by Knopf Books for Young Readers in 2003. He has written numerous works featuring strong male gay characters, most notably Boy Meets Boy and Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth7 September 1972
CityShorts Hill, NJ
CountryUnited States of America
phones long waiting
You never let things go unanswered for too long. Emails. Phone calls. Questions. As if you know the waiting is the hardest part for me.
facts lasts lasting
That lasting things do, in fact, last.
smell hair use
I don’t like it when you use my shampoo, because then your hair smells like me, not you.
eye squares faces
My face seems too square and my eyes too big, like I'm perpetually surprised, but there's nothing wrong with me that I can fix.
said wanted
So I said I wanted you to stay, even though nothing could stay the same.
eye thinking air
And I told you: I think of a photograph you took of me, up in Montreal. You told me to jump in the air, so in the picture, my feet are off the ground. Later, I asked you why you wanted me to do that, and you told me it was the only way to get me to forget about the expression on my face. You were right. I am completely unposed, completely genuine. In my mind’s eye, I picture myself like that, reacting to you.
memories thinking brain
I was starting to think I was making up memories, just to have answers. Our brain does that sometimes. Or at least mine does.
lonely talking slipping
When he talked to you, you seemed to fit in, but when someone else was talking, or he would be distracted, you jsut looked lonely over there. At least to me. But whenever I would tell you that, you'd say "I'm fine. I just slip out of it, you know?" And I'd say "I'll catch you," and you would say, "It's not the kind of slipping you can catch.
needs
Yes, time can be buoyed by wordlessness, but it needs to be anchored in words.
fate way strange
Fate has a strange way of making plans.
wrapping-paper done kind
Sharing truth is not the kind of gift that comes in wrapping paper - ripped open once and, there, you're done. No, this is a gift that must be unfolded.
love-you kissing night
fraught, adj. Does every “I love you” deserve an “I love you too”? Does every kiss deserve a kiss back? Does every night deserve to be spent on a lover? If the answer to any of these is “No,” what do we do?
lying knows
You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.
pain truth-is empty
...but the truth is that I don't feel like I can carry anyone but myself right now. The streets are empty. I am empty. Or, no--I am full of pain. It's my life that's empty.