You and Me on Vacation

by Emily Henry

That crush of happiness, that feeling that this is what life’s about: being somewhere beautiful, with someone you love.

If I went to a shelter to pick up a foster dog, there’s no guarantee I wouldn’t come home having adopted six of them and a wild coyote.

That cheese board has basically formed a cork in my butthole and everything’s just piling up behind it.”

“Are you afraid of flying?” I ask. “No!” he whispers, considerate of the other sleeping passengers even in his panic. “I’m afraid of dying.”

“It aspires to live long enough to see the end of all human suffering,” I add. “This car,” Alex says, “isn’t going to live long enough to see the end of the Star Wars franchise.”

I’m a card-carrying member of the Unsolicited Dick Pic Support Group.

I wish I could bottle this moment and wear it as a perfume. It would always be with me. Everywhere I went, he’d be there too, and so I’d always feel like myself.

“So basically I should delete Tinder and throw my phone into the sea.”

Why do all guys want girls who look like they’re carved out of soap?”

“At least it’s not just our apartment that feels like Satan’s anal glands.”

“I don’t think I knew I was lonely until I met you.”

You asked me who I was, and—it was like the answer came out of nowhere. Sometimes it feels like I didn’t even exist before that. Like you invented me.”

There aren’t words vast or specific enough to capture the ecstasy and the ache and love and fear I feel just looking at him now.

“I don’t know how to love someone as much as I love you,” he says. “It’s terrifying.

You can’t outrun yourself. Not your history, not your fears, not the parts of yourself you’re worried are wrong.

when I’m in a crisis or I’m sick or I’m sad, you’re the only thing I want. And when I’m happy, you make me so much happier.

wherever you are, that’s where I belong. I’ll never belong anywhere like I belong with you.

I love him so much. I love him more than I did yesterday, and I already know tomorrow I’ll love him even more, because every piece of him he gives me is another to fall in love with.

Wherever he is, that will be my favorite place.