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“I really miss the thought of you. I miss the hope that my future could've been a brilliant one–that you might have made it so. But I don't regret the dream even if it's gone now. And I want to thank you for inspiring it.”
― Secret Letters
― Secret Letters
“You're not like a lot of your classmates. Friendships mean more to you. And so will your relationships. I'm not worried about the speed. I'm worried about the intensity... I actually know you, believe it or not. You're the type that can get completely swept away. And you'll stay loyal to the people you love, no matter what. Loyalty isn't a bad thing, but it is when you're fifteen and you have no experience.”
― Your Voice Is All I Hear
― Your Voice Is All I Hear
“I think he’s gone, Ellie,” she whispered. Her eyes filled up. “I’m sorry.”
I’d lied to her. I didn’t want honesty. Nobody really wants that kind of honesty.”
― The Last Words We Said
I’d lied to her. I didn’t want honesty. Nobody really wants that kind of honesty.”
― The Last Words We Said
“It’s all temporary anyway,’ I told him. ‘We’re not going to last. High school relationships spoil quicker than milk.’
“He shook his head. ‘Speak for yourself,’ he said. ‘Ellie and I are going to last.’
“I laughed at him. ‘What—like through graduation?’
“‘No. Like forever.”
― The Last Words We Said
“He shook his head. ‘Speak for yourself,’ he said. ‘Ellie and I are going to last.’
“I laughed at him. ‘What—like through graduation?’
“‘No. Like forever.”
― The Last Words We Said
“I think I messed up,” he whispered, and before I could ask him what he meant, it happened. His fingers brushed against my neck. I forgot everything. I forgot how to inhale or exhale. I forgot how to pretend. I forgot that all of this was supposed to be totally innocent. I forgot that we were just two friends. I forgot that I was a religious girl who’d promised to lead a religious life. I forgot that I had already decided what was good and what was bad.
Because at that moment the only good thing in the world was the feel of Danny’s fingertips on my skin.”
― The Last Words We Said
Because at that moment the only good thing in the world was the feel of Danny’s fingertips on my skin.”
― The Last Words We Said
“It was a wild story, but of course I had to believe it. Sometimes you have to take a leap of faith for the ones you love.”
― The Last Words We Said
― The Last Words We Said
“I look at you, and I tell you a story meant for you, he explained to me. I can tell by your eyes, by your reaction, where the story is meant to go. How am I supposed to speak to people I’ve never met?
“But I want them on paper so I can read them whenever I want.”
“What’s the point?” he replied with a shrug. “I’ll always be here to tell you a new one.”
Except now he wasn’t; he hadn’t been for a long time.”
― The Last Words We Said
“But I want them on paper so I can read them whenever I want.”
“What’s the point?” he replied with a shrug. “I’ll always be here to tell you a new one.”
Except now he wasn’t; he hadn’t been for a long time.”
― The Last Words We Said
“Not at first. At first it feels like nothing. Like this hole that you’ve thrown some sand over. You can even cover it so well that it looks totally solid. Only it’s not and so you keep stumbling in. Over and over. A hundred falls a day. And yet, each time, you can’t believe that you forgot it was there.”
― The Last Words We Said
― The Last Words We Said
“So, when did you take up running?” he asks me, glancing up the empty
street. It’s just after dawn, and the road is eerily quiet. A heavy mist still shrouds
the horizon; the red-roofed homes bordering our cul-de-sac are blurred, like
ghosts.
I shrug and sink into a lunge. “It was a therapy suggestion from Nina. It’s
supposed to release endorphins or something. Raise my mood. Clear my mind.”
He grins. “Clear me from your mind, you mean.”
― The Last Words We Said
street. It’s just after dawn, and the road is eerily quiet. A heavy mist still shrouds
the horizon; the red-roofed homes bordering our cul-de-sac are blurred, like
ghosts.
I shrug and sink into a lunge. “It was a therapy suggestion from Nina. It’s
supposed to release endorphins or something. Raise my mood. Clear my mind.”
He grins. “Clear me from your mind, you mean.”
― The Last Words We Said
“So I stepped forward and hugged him—hard. It was the first time I’d ever hugged a boy,and it was the stiest, shortest, weirdest two seconds in the history of hugging. I managed to poke him in the ribs somehow. He made a pained “oof” sound.
Over the years, Danny and I would get better at hugging. We got better at other things too. Spinning stories. Collecting secrets.
Telling lies.”
― The Last Words We Said
Over the years, Danny and I would get better at hugging. We got better at other things too. Spinning stories. Collecting secrets.
Telling lies.”
― The Last Words We Said
“That's Danny for you.People naturally confided in him-but even if they hadn't,I think he would have magically discovered all of his friend's secrets.”
― The Last Words We Said
― The Last Words We Said
“But memory is everything,” I insist. “You can’t love someone if you don’t remember them.”
― The Last Words We Said
― The Last Words We Said





