With love like that, you can't get pick about how it finds you or the details. All that matters is that it's there. Better late than never.

It's so easy to get caught up in what people expect of you. Sometimes, you can just lose yourself.

I wanted to tell him so. Find the right words, string them together in the ideal way, knowing that here they would have the best chance of sounding perfect.

The true story...is the realization that no time in your life is ever perfect, that even the best memories have cracks you might not see.

I had to wonder whether it was possible that this wasn’t already decided for me, and if maybe, just maybe, this was my one last chance to try and prove it. There was no way to know. There never is. But I reached out and took it anyway.

The only thing I can't stand more than seeing something done wrong is seeing it done slowly.

Wes wants to be with Macy. And Macy, whether she'll admit it or not, wants to be with Wes. And yet they're not together, which is not only unjust, but when you think about it, tragical!