I feel your lips on me, Eden. When I close my eyes, when I’m awake. I taste you. You are my first breath, and my last. I feel you.
Hey, if we can still laugh, we must be halfway okay, right?
Calder kissed me in a way that made me believe I had no only always been his, but I would be his forever. In this life or any other. In his kiss was the promise that wherever he and I existed, we would belong to each other.
If this is the last piece of heaven I get before I’m dragged down to hell, then I’ll gladly take it.
You listen to your heart, Jack. And you listen to the voice that comes to you when you close your eyes. You’ll know it because it will be something between a feeling and a whisper. And that voice? Jack, if your heart is good like yours is, that voice never, ever lies.
I’m going to take you away from here, to a place where my bed is your bed, and my home is your home. And in that place, I’ll never be more than an arm’s reach from you.
Fate is the language God uses to speak to us, baby. It’s up to us to listen, though.
Loving another person always means opening yourself up for hurt. I don’t want to lose more than I already have either, but isn’t it worth it? Isn’t it worth giving it a chance?
And I thought to myself, even though life could be horrifying and earth-shattering, terrible and tragic, it was also filled with moments of breathtaking beauty. And sometimes you just had to laugh.
It was true what I’d once said about the stars – some things are seen more clearly in light... and some things are seen more clearly in darkness. Because somewhere in the dark of the night, Calder pulled me close to him and we agreed in ways both spoken and unspoken that the world was ugly and broken, and love was ridiculously dangerous and absurdly unsafe... and that we would love anyway.
Live fiercely and without regret.
I’m not brave, Tenleigh. I get up and live my sucky life. What else can I do?
As I stood there holding onto him, it occurred to me that not all great acts of courage are obvious to those looking in from the outside.
Never fret, my love, the universe always balances the scales. Her ways may be mysterious, but they are always just.” Isabelle Dallaire, “Gram.
We should all be children when it comes to love – open and vulnerable.
How can love be a mistake?
I do go to hell. Every day. For you.” And then he whirled around and stalked out of the library, leaving me trembling and confused, angry and hurt. But I didn’t cry. I refused to cry another tear over Kyland Barrett.
That’s how Tenleigh affected me. I wanted her so desperately I felt like some part of me was starving for her.
It turns out, your heart is made of gold, even if it’s a bit tarnished.
For the first time in my whole life, I feel like I have control over the monsters in my head. For the first time in my life, I have hope.