To All The Boys I've Loved Before (To All The Boys I've Loved Before #1)

by Jenny Han

I can eat my cereal and not wonder if he likes bananas over his Cheerios too; I can sing along to love songs and not be singing them to him. If love is like a possession, maybe my letters are like my exorcisms.

sometimes it feels like just yesterday she was here, and sometimes it feels like she never was, only in dreams.

tantalizingly.

If you were mine, I would never have broken up with you, not in a million years.

If I could crawl into a hole and burrow in it comfortably and live out the rest of my days in it, well, then that is what I would do.