Shaheen

“What time should I come stalk you tomorrow?”
“Six-thirty?” She says breathlessly.
“Six-thirty sounds good.” Six-thirty is my new favorite
time of day.”
― Colleen Hoover, Losing Hope

“Is it racist of me to not really want to hear about your gay sex?”
― Colleen Hoover, Losing Hope

“Just seeing her again, even from a distance, reminds meof why I crave to be around her so much. It’s only been a
few days, but since the moment I met her, no matter where I am, I’m constantly wondering about her. My attention is constantly homed in on her like I’m a compass and she’s my North.”
― Colleen Hoover, Losing Hope

“Every time shespeaks or smiles or, God forbid, laughs . . . my heart reacts like it’s been sucker-punched. I hate it and like it and somehow have become addicted to it. Every time she speaks, the sucker-punch in my chest reminds me that there’s still something there.”
― Colleen Hoover, Losing Hope