“I hated that I felt jealous. Hated it. It's not like I'd been on my own waiting for him, just like he hadn't been waiting alone for me. We had lived, for two years. Made choices and mistakes, had good… — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“I knew how I was supposed to feel when I was with him. Well, I knew what I was not supposed to feel. I wasn't supposed to feel anxious. Not tense, either. Or maybe I was. Maybe this was normal. I didn't know. So I let him whisper in my ear and put his hands on my hips. And I… — Megan Miranda Copy Share
“Fears were learned, but they were also inherited. Natural Selection. Run from the lion. Jump away from the tiny, poisonous insects. They exist for… — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“We were in a pit. Fitting. This was, after all, my hell. This pit around the lake. The lake that had taken so much.… — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“of all the things I'd either inherited or learned from my mother, the art of the lie was the most useful.” — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“Then there was this empty silence-a hole in the noisy crowd. Troy watched me, Dad watched Troy watching me, and I watched Dad watching… — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“But the truth is that the only reason I could understand what I was feeling in that moment was because I had spent years… — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“Alot can happen in eleven minutes. Decker can run two miles in eleven minutes. I once wrote an English essay in ten. And God knows Carson Levine can talk a girl out of her clothes in less then half that time. Eleven minutes might as well be eternity underwater. It only takes three minutes without air for loss consciousness. Permanent… — Megan Miranda Copy Share
“I wanted to rewind. Go back. Tell Decker to take the long way around. Go back even further. Ask Decker to stay inside with… — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“Who would win in a fight? The past or the future? The past. Every time. It was relentless.” — Megan Miranda Copy Share Image
“Funny hoe everything can change in an instant. From death to life. From empty to full. From darkness to light. Or maybe I just wasn't looking. I hadn't known that light could be a feeling and sound could be a color and a kiss could be both a question and an answer. And that heaven could be the ocean or… — Megan Miranda Copy Share
