“How are we going to say goodbye?” Will asks in a sleepfurry voice. He means now. I mean forever. “I don’t want to.” His sleepy smile slaughters me. If I was standing, it would have sent me to my knees.” — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
“If it's true, does it have to be nice? If you have something true to say, but you don't say it because you just… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
From the first time you laughed with me, all those months, and all those stories,” Joe said quietly. “They were all you, to me.… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
“I murmur something that sounds like “goodbye” but tastes like “hello.” — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
“I know I shouldn't feel guilty for being angry sometimes, or bitter" "Knowing something is beans.” — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
When you find someone who makes you smile and laugh, when you find someone who makes you feel safe…you shouldn’t let that person go… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
“I love you,' I told him. It was not the first time, but I didn't want it to be the last. Austin gathered me… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
Sometimes,” he said after a second that lasted a million years, “things get broken. And they can’t be fixed. — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
I was trying to replace something I'd come to care about very much with something pretending to be as important. — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
“That sometimes you don’t get over something. You just get through it.” — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
