Even lost in the darkness, my heart will find you.

I couldn't look at her. I'd been jealous and hurt, and I had dragged Liv into the middle of my own broken mess of a life. All because I thought Lena didn't love me anymore. But I was stupid, and I was wrong. Lena loved me so much, she was willing to risk everything to save me. I had given up on Lena, after she had refused to give up on me. I owed her my life. It was as simple as that.

Macon, wet from the raindrops for the first time.

It’s funny how you can live somewhere your whole life, but not really see it.

In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.

Flying or falling, it's up to us.

Sunday night, I reread The Catcher in the Rye until I felt tired enough to fall asleep. Only I never got tired enough. And I couldn't read, because reading didn't feel the same.