The woman I wanted to spend my life with was gone. I wasn’t in the mood to find a backup.
You don’t throw away the love of a lifetime because someone gets injured – that’s when you prove what your love’s really made of.
I’m coming back for you, Camryn Blue Gardner, so you’d better be waiting for me, or I’ll just have to come find you and remind you why you fell crazy in love with me.
Sometimes I have to pretend I feel brave before I actually do. Sometimes I never make it past the pretending part. But those days are getting fewer and further between.
I never asked to be the world’s hero. All I ever wanted was to be yours.
I’d turned into a giant ball of questions and conflicts and desires. I’d pretty much become my biggest nightmare. I was a rougher version of Jesse Walker. But a better looking one. A far better looking one.
To be strong, you have to know your weaknesses, confront them, and ultimately accept them. A person isn’t strong because they lack weakness but because they don’t let it guide them.
Find an emotional tether. Someone you trusted before and someone you can trust now. A person who can connect you to your past but can pilot you into the future. Someone who can pull you back from the ledge when you find it and from the dark when it finds you. Find that person, hold on tight, and don’t let go.
It doesn’t seem to matter how far away I go or how many years go by. I’m starting to accept that there will always be some part of me that is going to hold on to some part of you.
Live, Love, Learn. Then get real.
When you love someone, do it right and love them forever. Don’t leave them wondering the whole time when it’s going to run out or expire.
It wasn’t a question. It had never been an option. It was something set into motion the day the universe was created, and thousands of years later, there we were. We’d found each other. I was hers, she was mine, we were each other’s.
Nina was my sanctuary as much as she was my war zone. Peace and solace one moment, explosions and massacre the next.
I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t pull back or slow down or stop. I knew I was going to fall. Hard.
She lived in shades of black and gray – sometimes a dark purple will slip in in the form of shoelaces or a headband – but she painted the entire world with color. She painted my entire world with color.
La vida es una secuencia de apuestas. Vas a ganar algo. Vas a perder algo. Pero eso no significa que no debes participar en el juego.
Because I couldn’t love anyone else but you.” His throat moved as the corners of his eyes creased. “I know there’re more romantic ways to say it, but that’s the truth. I might have made a vow on our wedding day to love you forever, but I’d known that years before saying those.
You mistake my jealousy for good old-fashioned cynicism.
How do you go and fall in love with someone new when you left your heart with someone else?
Why would I want to go and get all normal when being abnormal is so much more interesting?