Love the Way We Love | Halifax, Nova Scotia | THE COAST
Thursday, June 16, 2016

Posted on Thu, Jun 16, 2016 at 4:00 AM

June 11, the corner of Quinpool and Oxford: The theatre marquee has your names on it. Waiting on my bike at the lights, I saw Markus (yellow bowtie and boutonnière), a woman in a matching yellow skirt and three men in their Canadian tuxedos (red and black checked shirts with neckties). A wedding at the Oxford? Who knows. The light was too short for me to ask. Congratulations on whatever happened! It looked like a great afternoon. —Best Wishes Biker

Posted on Thu, Jun 16, 2016 at 4:00 AM

Thanks to the many people who got up early on a rainy Sunday morning to pick up trash tossed from cars along Old Sambro Road. It was incredible to see how much junk there was. And let's hope some of the trash tossers saw, are ashamed, and will change their ways (this could just as easily been a bitch but it is good to emphasize the positive). —Simultaneously Appreciative and Disgusted

Posted on Thu, Jun 16, 2016 at 4:00 AM

I know you’re way out of my league but boy when you say my name like that... Makes me feel all kinds of things. —Dlish

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Posted on Wed, Jun 15, 2016 at 4:00 AM

Thank you Halifax for moulding me into the person I am today. I moved here at such an impressionable time in my life and I have received nothing but love and acceptance. I am so grateful that I decided to move here last summer and hope that one day I can call this little city home!! —613

Monday, June 13, 2016

Posted on Mon, Jun 13, 2016 at 1:41 PM

The day we met, it was like a movie cliché. You were the new student, who had transferred from a private one. At the time you only knew one other person in the whole building.

You were easygoing, even intimidating and yet your personality came out in only the best ways possible. Right there and then, at the age of 8, I knew that you were the sweetest, the most kind, and the most beautiful girl I would ever meet. Eventually we got to know each other, having little lunchtime dates at each other's houses. Doing things that I couldn't even believe were happening. Every time I visited you I felt like I had left earth and landed in our own little world. These moments are some of my favorite memories of my childhood. I remember that one of my funnest moments was simply walking you home one time when your parents forgot to pick you up from a summer program we were attending. That 2.5KM walk was pure bliss for me.

As we grew up, we were placed in different classrooms and we began to grow distant from each other. Facebook didn't exist yet, and cell phones were not as available as they are now. Soon we just stopped talking, but we would reconnect every once-in-a-while, and I knew that the bond we had was still there.

We never got together when we were younger and I can understand why; I was too fat, too immature, and too sad to be around. Because my dad died when I was 11, I never really got to learn about what it meant to make a relationship work.

But times have changed, and we have both grown up to become great talents. I have seen you develop into a wonderful creative spirit. Your Art is a testament to the passion and flair you have for each canvas you work on.

I know that we have talked in the past about how much I cherish you as a friend. But looking back on how much we have seen and done these past 14 years, I would be lying to myself if I said I don't want to move to the next level with you.

We have known each other for so long. We have so much in common, video games, art, food, our love of family, we live on the same street, I mean the movie script writes itself!

I know it is probably just wishful thinking for me to believe that we could ever be together, but I need to say this while I can. I know that we are both single at the moment, I would have never said these words if I didn't believe in them. The fact is, I don't just like you, I love you. —From the boy who only loves one

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Posted on Sat, Jun 11, 2016 at 10:27 AM

I generally do well alone, I enjoy the company of others a lot, but I find my personality can be a deterrence to people except for a select few. It’s difficult, I can't help but romanticize the idea of maybe going out on a date with someone or just generally being cute with another person, even if it’s just talking about really interesting things, which could probably be pretty boring for some. Maybe i'll just disappear for a little while. —helpless, anonymous

Friday, June 10, 2016

Posted on Fri, Jun 10, 2016 at 11:19 AM

Dear little pride flag in the window of Charles & Agricola. I've seen you every day as I walk to work, through winter and now into summer. Thank you. I feel more welcome because you are there. —:)

Posted on Fri, Jun 10, 2016 at 7:18 AM

You have your own sense of style that makes me want to go out of my way to make all my wine and beer purchases from your store. Your friendly attitude and piercing eyes make my day!! —LC Lover

Thursday, June 9, 2016

Posted on Thu, Jun 9, 2016 at 2:01 PM

For the short while we were together, you had an empty box of floss on your bathroom countertop. I mentioned it to you towards the end and you hadn't noticed even that it was completely gone. Three days before we broke up, on the last night we spent together, I brought over a fresh new box. You have since returned most of my belongings, but you kept the floss. I didn't need it to be returned, but I can't help but think about it occasionally. I picture it there—a tool to keep you in good health, an opportunity to form a new positive habit, a strange last effort by me to “help you”—and I sincerely hope you use it. —From me

Posted on Thu, Jun 9, 2016 at 11:01 AM

I saw you (in your grey and burgundy sweater) as I (in my denim jacket) slumped down the sidewalk on a foggy June evening on North Street. We caught one another doing double (and then triple) takes and it took everything I had not to call out or double over giggling. You're the kind of handsome that makes me nervous. —Shy girl in the skull shirt