It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2)

by Jenny Han

There are moments in life that you wish with all your heart you could take back. Like, just erase from existence. Like, if you could, you’d erase yourself right out of existence too, just to make that moment not exist.

everything in life, there’s the game-changing moment. The one moment everything else hinges upon, but you hardly ever know it at the time. The three-pointer early on in the second quarter that changes up the whole tempo of the game. Wakes people up, brings them back to life. It all goes back to that one moment.

When I was near her, I just wanted to grab her and hold her and kiss the shit out of her. Maybe then she’d finally forget about my asshole of a brother.

But I didn’t regret it. I never regretted it, not for one second. How do you regret one of the best nights of your entire life? You don’t. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.

I wanted to memorize it all in case I didn’t get to come back again. You never know the last time you’ll see a place. A person.

I didn’t want my love to fade away one day like an old scar. I wanted it to burn forever.

He stared at me, and then he leaned forward and touched the necklace around my neck. The one I’d been hiding under my shirt all day. “If you like Jeremiah, why are you wearing my necklace?”

It wasn’t enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them that you cared. And he just didn’t. Not enough.

I will never look at you in the same way ever again. I’ll never be that girl again. The girl who comes running back every time you push her away, the girl who loves you anyway.