The Truth About Forever

by Sarah Dessen

I’d long ago learned not to be picky in farewells. They weren’t guaranteed or promised. You were lucky, more than blessed, if you got a good-bye at all.

It was becoming clear to me that I shouldn’t bother to get too attached to anything. Turn your back and you lose it.

he thinks he can fix anything. And if he can’t fix it, he can at least do something with the pieces of what’s broken.”

I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It’s the universe’s way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It’s how life is.”

If there was a way to recognize something you’d never seen but still knew by heart, I felt it as I looked at his face. Finally, someone understood.

But it was okay not to fit in everywhere, as long as you did somewhere. So

I like flaws, I think they make things interesting.”

Everyone had a forever, but given a choice, this would be mine.