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It held a million promises of summer and of what just might be.
My whole life was measured in summers.
Conrad gave me this look, the kind of look I bet soldiers give each other when they’re teaming up against somebody else. It was like we were in it together.
His voice made me shiver, it was like the sound of water when it pulls off the sand.
In my head I heard my mother’s voice—“Nobody can make you feel like anything, Belly. Not without your permission.
I was anywhere but there, in that moment. I was swimming under a canopy of stars;
When a person you love dies, it doesn’t feel real. It’s like it’s happening to someone else. It’s someone else’s life. I’ve never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really and truly gone?
And no matter what you do or how hard you try, you can’t stop yourself from dreaming.
This, this was heartbreak. The pain in your chest, the ache behind your eyes. The knowing that things will never be the same again. It’s all relative, I suppose. You think you know love, you think you know real pain, but you don’t. You don’t know anything.
What I felt for him was bigger than the world, than anything.
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 didn’t want my love to fade away one day like an old scar. I wanted it to burn forever.
I loved him longer and truer than I had anyone in my whole life and I would probably never love anyone that way again. Which, to be honest, was almost a relief.
He kissed like he was drowning and I was air. It was passionate, and desperate, and like nothing I had ever experienced before.
But just because you bury something, that doesn’t mean it stops existing.
Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.
Firsts were important. But I was pretty sure lasts were even more important.
“You care too much about what other people think.”
I always thought that college would be It. Like, instant friends, a place to belong. I didn’t think it would be this hard.
“Tonight, it’s—the sky is like—” I searched for the right word to encapsulate how it made me feel, how beautiful it was. “Lying here and looking up at the stars like this, it makes me feel like I’m lying on a planet. It’s so wide. So infinite.”
So no, he didn’t give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.
