Five Feet Apart

by Rachael Lippincott

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.

I’m tired of living without really living. I’m tired of wanting things. We can’t have a lot of things. But we could have this.

I didn’t know it was possible for a person to make old things become new again.

“It’s just life, Will. It’ll be over before we know it.”

“I don’t want to leave you, but I love you too much to stay.”

“We need that touch from the one we love, almost as much as we need air to breathe. I never understood the importance of touch, his touch . . . until I couldn’t have it.”