But... we will always be drawn together. We'll always crave each other. We'll always be in tune with each other, physically and mentally. There is nothing that can change or break that. And even if there was, I wouldn't want to. Not for the world.

What? It's my job as best friend to make sure he's not a serial killer. Or an English major, not sure which one's worse.

I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.

I'll always come for you. I'll always find you.

Everything we'll accomplish, we'll do it together or not at all.

Battle scars just remind us that we survived.

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.