I've been taught that love is beautiful and kind, but it isn't like that at all. It is beautiful, but it's a terrible beauty, a ruthless one, and you fall-you fall, and the thing is- The thing is you want to. You don't care what's coming you just want who your heart beats for.

And now I see what has been there all along, what I've noticed but never truly understood until now. Eli is as uncertain as I am, as we all are. Life has surprised him like it has me. Has hurt him like it has me.

Something in me, in my bruised heart, wakes up, and even though I'm terrified, I don't push the feeling away.

I know who I want to be with, and it isn't her. - Ryan

My mother taught me to believe in silver, to believe in things, but I think it's more important to believe in me.

She became a story, one I have mostly forgotten. One I can't end because she died a long time ago.

This is what happiness is, past the rubbish of its overuse as a word, past the cracked gloss of the letters that mean nothing when strung together. They mean something now, and I know what it's like when you and someone else are right together. How simple is is, and how amazing.