Five Feet Apart

by Rachael Lippincott

I wonder, all too often, what it would be like to have lungs this healthy. This alive. I take a deep breath, feeling the air fight its way in and out of my body.

I like how she is talking about sokmethibg she doesn't have with so much hope

The soft glow of the lampposts in the park, the white snow clinging to the branches of the trees, the quiet stillness of it all.

Thisn is a very beautiful line it really helps the reader see what she is thinking.

People are always looking at my cannula, my scars, my G-tube, not at me.

This is a rea example of judging a book by its cover.

If I’m going to die, I’d like to actually live first. And then I’ll die.

I know in that moment, even though it could not be more ridiculous, that if I die in there, I won’t die without falling in love.