...now Eli was my new neighbor. Which was fine with me because I sucked at Math. Math and I were not on speaking terms.
Everything we'll accomplish, we'll do it together or not at all.
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.
I'm not a baker so I'm not about to sugar coat it for you.
You chose me, I chose you. End of story.
I'll always come for you. I'll always find you.