Every Day (Every Day, #1)

by David Levithan

I have spent years meeting people without ever knowing them, and on this morning, in this place, with this girl, I feel the faintest pull of wanting to know.

The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations—all of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen. In your heart, in your bones, no matter how silly you know it is, you feel that everything has been leading to this, all the secret arrows were pointing here, the universe and time itself crafted this long ago, and you are just now realizing it, you are just now arriving at the place you were always meant to be.

Again and again, I am choosing her, I am conjuring her, because to let go for an instant will allow her to disappear.

I didn’t mean to fall in love with you. But it happened. And I can’t erase it. I can’t ignore it. I have lived my whole life like this, and you’re the thing that has made me wish it could stop.”

I know you think that Justin loves you deep down, but I love you through and through.”

“What’s your name today?” “A,” I tell her. “For you, it’s always A.”

It’s exhausting, trying to make a bad person act good. You can see why it’s so much easier for them to be bad.

I turn back. I keep turning back to see her. Even when there are walls between us. Even when there are miles between us. I keep turning back. I keep turning in her direction.

He will never again have this many people thinking of him at a single time. Even though I never knew him, I wish he were here to see it.

I wanted love to conquer all. But love can’t conquer anything. It can’t do anything on its own. It relies on us to do the conquering on its behalf.

She is my first and only love. Most people know that their first love will not be their only love. But for me, she is both. This will be the only chance I give myself. This will never happen again.