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.

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.

...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 chose me, I chose you. End of story.

The day Caleb touched my hand and I saw all those things, I was excited. Yes, a little freaked but excited more. I felt like...everything I ever needed was right there. I still feel like that. It's not something you can just turn off and I wouldn't want to. I want him more than I need him.

Battle scars just remind us that we survived.

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.