Flowers.

Knowing I was feeling down, my best friend sent flowers to my work.

You don't find many people in the world who will go out of their way to do something nice, just to make you smile.  Thank you, Jenna.

I have a fever and I have knots in my stomach and a touch of depression.  "Take these pills, they'll help."  I'd take them but I know better.  I'll swallow the wine instead.  Prickly little pings and pangs of hope on the back of my neck.  Tick tock, the wall with the clock, tick tock.  I sleep with the lights on, now.  Are you bringing the white pills to the next meeting?  Are you bringing the blue ones, too, just in case?  If I go up, I'll need to come down before work.  If I come down, I'll need someone to even me out.

Her note said "I hope this puts a smile on that beautiful face". 

The two spanish guys at the gas station said "Mami, you're beautiful".

Jealousy.

One day we're going to find ourselves in front of a camera and it will be 3 in the morning.
We'll be talking quietly about the hardest part of being in love but we'll have no idea how we got there.
"Jealousy" we'll say.  Almost in union, in the same monotone as each other.
Your hair will be a mess and your head on my shoulder.
I might kiss your forehead and tell you you're predictable. 
"Jealousy" you'll say.
And the camera battery will die.