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380 pages
First published December 2, 2014
There are two sides to every story and I wouldn’t trade our sides for anything.
She had gotten her Sixteen Candles moment and I was her Jake.
I needed to feel warm lips pressed against mine. I needed to feel wanted by someone, even if it was the wrong one. With the dim light of the front porch and her dark hair, the girl in front of me could pass for my girl.
No amount of pushing away or denial would ever change the fact that we were put on this earth to be together.









Chapter 1
It’s was only noon but the temperature had already skyrocketed to heights almost unbearable to any living thing. The sun blazed down and I swear I heard my skin sizzle. I was sitting at the end of our pool, submerged in waist-deep water, trying to fight off the dog days of summer. I cupped my hands and plunged them into the cool water. Tilting my head back, I closed my eyes, raised my hands, and let the water rain down over my face. I raked my hands across my face wiping away any excess water. Before opening my eyes I heard a slight splash on the other side of the pool. My eyes squinted open. It took me several seconds to focus. I blinked in disbelief at what or rather who I saw.

"That intangible connection where the mystery of falling in love waits until the right person comes into your life. You can’t force it, predict it, or manipulate it. It’s what trips your heart in order for the fall to begin. My heart was tripped eighteen years ago and had been falling ever since."
"I want to start and end each day with you by my side. I want to make a home with you Tweet."
“There are two sides to every story and I wouldn’t trade our sides for anything in the world.”
“Tweet was my heart, my soul, and my purpose. She was my everything.”
“There hasn’t been a day in my life that I haven’t loved you. I wish you would just let me love you.”
“That intangible connection where the mystery of falling in love lies in wait until the right person comes into your life. You can’t force it, predict it, or manipulate it. It’s what trips your heart in order for the fall to begin. My heart was tripped eighteen years ago and had been falling ever since.”
“You do have me. Every part of me. You always have. You just don’t want me.”
“Nothing has ever been a waste when it comes to you. Not my time, my thoughts, or my heart. I don’t regret anything about my life with you, even the times we were apart. Those times showed me how much I belonged to you. I knew we would be together one day. I just had to be patient and wait. And you were so worth waiting for.”

“You’ve always been my girl and always will be. No one will ever take me away from you, Tweet. You’re my heart and soul and that’s never going to change…”