Everything, Everything

by Nicola Yoon

I spend that first week—and it does feel like spending, like not seeing him is costing me something—doing all my normal things: reading, learning, not dying.

I was happy before I met him. But I’m alive now, and those are not the same thing.

Being in love with you is better than the first time. It feels like the first time and the last time and the only time all at once.”

Besides, I like the idea of living with someone else’s memories, in someone else’s life. I need as many lives as I can get.