You were never what I wanted to forget.

Sitting and waiting for something to happen was the worst kind of torture.

I never had a connection like that to anyone, where every day you think about what you’ll tell them and you wonder what they’re doing, and you know they’re wondering what you’re doing.

I get a message from my dad. In the mood I'm in, I tear up to see his name in my inbox, and imagine him down the hall in bed, propped on pillows, emailing me. "Hon,Enjoyed our gelato date the other night. I just want to say I'm proud of you for a lot of reasons. Also, I've attached a picture of my foot."He's such a weirdo goofball. I love him.

The one thing that could never die or be buried was my loyalty to Cameron for everything he’d done for me and what we’d been through together, even if that loyalty was a ghost.

He felt it too, the air between us, the invisible lines that something or someone had drawn to connect us. That's the way I remember it.

the mark we've left on each other is the color and shape of love. That's the unfinished business between us. because love, love is never finished.