And here he is again, yet things feel like they'll never be as easy between us as they once were.

Why does it say she has three hundred and twenty friends?" Josh asks. "Who has that many friends?

All you really have... is now.

I miss video games where the jump-kick was the trickiest combo to master.

I'm listening to someone give up. Someone I knew—someone I liked. I'm listening... but still, I'm too late.

We both laugh. And it feels good. A release. Like laughing at a funeral. Maybe inappropriate, but definitely needed.

Maybe it didn’t seem like a big deal to you Zach. But now, I hope you understand. My world was collapsing. I needed those notes. I needed any hope those notes might have offered. And you? You took that hope away. You decided I didn’t deserve to have it.