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Right now Emma was my favorite distraction. Honestly, she was the only thing going on that didn’t suck. I didn’t text her back. I called.
This felt like the moment the call could have ended, but instead she said, “So what did you do today?” I grinned. She didn’t want to hang up.
We do not go out of our way for men. We do not inconvenience ourselves for men, we do not change our well-laid plans for men. No.”
amen
“There is no place cool enough for me to—” “It’s a historic cottage on an island in the middle of a lake.” She paused in the way that I knew meant I’d gotten her attention.
this would get me
The moment Emma came into view, my entire world slipped into slow motion. My brain took a screenshot. I felt the moment freeze and save. She was beautiful.
the closer she got, the more paralyzed I felt.
She peered down at my drink holder. “You went to Starbucks.” “Oh, yeah. I got us drinks. Here.”
!!!!!!!!!
Now I wanted my friends to meet her so I had someone to talk to about her.
loving loudly>>
She was so busy looking at the kittens, it gave me the chance to look at her without her noticing I was staring—and I was staring.
“I love the crust on pizza,” she said. “I hate the crust.” “Maddy hates the crust too and I get to eat hers,” she said. “It’s part of why we’re so compatible.”
pizza crust olive theory
“I’ll stay,” Justin said.
Justin plucked the carrot out of my glass and tossed it in a bush. “Thanks.”
coz he remembered she hates carrots omfggg
“Maybe home isn’t a place. Maybe it’s a person.” She blew a soft breath through her nose. “Maybe it is.”
I sniffled and sent a thumbs-down emoji and put my face in my hands. My phone started to ring.
i need this type of comfort
“Oh. Okay. That’s all right. I’ll just see you—” “No, come. I’m making spaghetti. We can watch a movie or something. Can you get over here? If not, I can pick you up.”
“I swear to God this guy is the epitome of If He Wanted To He Would.”
where is this irl
“I brought you flowers,” he said, around the leaves. I laughed. “You brought me an entire rosebush?” He set it down. “You said the ones Amber got you were dead. I wanted to get you some that wouldn’t die.”
Maddy gave me an Are You Kidding Me look. “If he wanted to he would,”
Then she reached up, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed my cheek. She did it casually. I don’t think she had any idea the effect it had on me.
It’s funny how when you find someone you like as much as I liked her, the destination is suddenly wherever they are. Even if there’s someplace better, you wouldn’t go if they couldn’t come.
“You are the only thing in my life making me happy right now. And I’m not the least bit afraid to tell you that.”
LOVING LOUDLY
“I also think he’s a really good person,”
“You’re just in a different place than I am—” “Then meet me where I am.”
say less
You can’t convince someone they feel something they don’t.
I didn’t think there could be anything worse than her not wanting me like I wanted her.
grave by tate chorus
every second I’m with you is eternal.
But mostly I loved being there when he woke up. Not having to wait for a text. Seeing him the second I opened my eyes.
But for Emma, I would make time. It wasn’t even a question. I would fit her into the complicated web that was my life. Because when you’re in love, you do hard things.
“You’re not asking too much,” he said. “You were just asking the wrong person. Ask me instead.”
The best kind of love doesn’t happen on moonlit walks and romantic vacations. It happens in between the folds of everyday life. It’s not grand gestures that show how you feel, it’s all the little secret things you do to make her life better that you never tell her about. Taking the end piece of the bread at breakfast so she can have the last middle piece for her sandwich when you pack her lunch. Making sure her car always has gas so she never has to stop at the pump. Telling her you’re not cold and to take your jacket when you are in fact, very, very cold. It’s watching TV on a rainy Sunday
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Sharing pizza crusts and laughing about something the kids did and taking care of each other when you’re sick. It isn’t glamorous, it isn’t all butterflies and stars in your eyes. It’s real. This is the kind of love that forever is made of. Because if it’s this good when life is draining and mundane and hard, think of how wonderful it will be when the love songs are playing and the moon is out.
This is the thing nobody tells you about The One. How they’re timeless. How the moment they pop up again you’re right back in it, right where you left off. I was darted through the heart, hit by the truck, my brain taking the screenshot.
I laughed, the tears starting to well again. “Not just for the summer?” “No. Forever this time.”
