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265 pages, ebook
First published June 15, 2013
“You have no shame.”
“None. It was omitted from my DNA, along with my scruples and bad hair days. I simply don’t have them.”
“Ugh, I feel awful. I think I’m getting sick.”
Isaac squeezed my hand. “It’s called a broken heart, Mark.”
“It’s horrible,” I said softly.
“It’s the very worst.”
“Then why do we do it?” I asked. “Why do we bother with love if it feels like this?”
“Because as bad as you feel right now, love is a million times better.”
I pulled the blanket over my head again. “That’s bullshit.”
It turns out I was one of those types of people most other miserable single people hated. Like one of those in-love people who I used to make fun of. Yep, one of those. I was all over Will, I had to touch him, kiss him, all the time. Even looking at him would make me smile.
My past-me really would’ve hated present-me.
"I think I'm getting the flu or something. Or maybe I'm dying. I don't know. I feel like I've been hit by a bus."
“I was quite happily miserable until you came along and BLINDSIDED me with this whole love thing.”
“You’re my one true thing.”
Will, what would you do for love?
What wouldn’t I do for it?
I didn’t want to depend on someone else like that. I didn’t want to trust anyone else; I didn’t want to lose any part of myself.
When people say they’d do anything for the people they care about, I know what that means.