Ugly Love

by Colleen Hoover

I don’t tell him I hate him yet. Maybe I never will. I don’t know what good it would do to let him know that I don’t see him the same way anymore. Now he’s just… normal. Human. Maybe that’s the rite of passage before you become a man—realizing your father doesn’t have life figured out any more than you do.

That’s how it is when a person develops an attraction toward someone. He’s nowhere, then suddenly he’s everywhere, whether you want him to be or not.

God gives us the ugliness so we don’t take the beautiful things in life for granted.”

“Love isn’t always pretty, Tate. Sometimes you spend all your time hoping it’ll eventually be something different. Something better. Then, before you know it, you’re back to square one, and you lost your heart somewhere along the way.”

“I suppose if a man lived through the ugliest side of love, he might never want to experience it again.”

Ugly love becomes you. Consumes you.