I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole from you. And I want it to be something that even a coma can't make you forget.

...now Eli was my new neighbor. Which was fine with me because I sucked at Math. Math and I were not on speaking terms.

You don't love people for what they can give you. You don't love them because of what they do for you or how good you make them look. Love is blind, love does not boast, love is not vain.

I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole from you. And I want it to be something that even a coma can't make you forget.

Sometimes, knowing when to let go is just as important as knowing when to hold tight.

Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.

It doesn't matter who you were or what you've done in the past. The only thing that matters is who you are right now.