Everything seemed good, but I knew it had the potential to be awful.

Do you remember the last thing you said to me? The last thing you did to me? And what was the last thing I said to you? Because trust me when I said it I knew it was the last thing I’d ever say.

That is all that happened. Why did you hear something else?

He looks out into the empty street, allowing me to sit in his car and just miss her. To miss her each time I pull in a breath of air. To miss her with a heart that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of her flow through me.

Hannah wasn't my first kiss, but the first kiss that mattered: the first kiss with someone who mattered. (pg 222).

Because it may seem like a small role now, but it matters. In the end, everything matters.

When you try rescuing someone and discover they can't be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?