The Sun Is Also a Star

by Nicola Yoon

Maybe part of falling in love with someone else is also falling in love with yourself.

Surely God wouldn’t have gifted him with all this talent with no place to display it.

“Sure, but why not more poems about the sun? The sun is also a star, and it’s our most important one. That alone should be worth a poem or two.”

Besides, you don’t love me, Daniel. You’re just looking for someone to save you. Save yourself.”

Does it make tragedy more bearable to believe that we ourselves had no hand in it, that we couldn’t have prevented it?

Sometimes your world shakes so hard, it’s difficult to imagine that everyone else isn’t feeling it too.

We think we want all the time in the world with the people we love, but maybe what we need is the opposite. Just a finite amount of time, so we still think the other person is interesting. Maybe we don’t need acts two and three. Maybe love is best in act one.

The highest thing you can do is the thing God put you on this earth to do.

Natasha doesn’t say what she suspects. That meant to be doesn’t have to mean forever.