"I like, kinda don't know," Poland admitted. "It's like... back at home, I never told him. 'Cause like, the church thinks it's super-bad and all, and things were pretty chill the way they were, y'know? It's like, either way it was kind of just the two of us, and our people and his brothers and other territories, so like... it was kind of enough back at home, I guess.

"But now we're here, and like... no one really seems to care who likes who, and even angels and stuff act like it's totally okay, and we talk to so many more people, and I don't... I don't know. It's good, I guess, y'know, having other friends and stuff. But like... it makes me feel really lonely for the times when he spent more time with me. Which is lame, 'cause like, we still hang out a ton and share a bed and everything, so I shouldn't feel so weird about him paying attention to other people...

"And like, the whole thing with the girlfriend... in a way, maybe that's why it sucks so bad not to be able to tell him all of a sudden. Like. Like, it was okay to just like him quietly when he didn't like anyone else, but now it hurts. Does that make any sense?"