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People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they’re not. There’s no telling how long you will have them near.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I know now that I don’t want to love or be loved in half measures. I want it all, and to have it all, you have to risk it all.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
When you lose someone and it still hurts, that's when you know the love was real.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
There’s a Korean word my grandma taught me. It’s called jung. It’s the connection between two people that can’t be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can’t ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
So much of love is chance. There's something scary and wonderful about that.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
So I take Peter’s hand; I put it on my heart. I tell him, “You have to take good care of this, because it’s yours.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Things feel like they'll be forever, but they aren't. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I say, “In the contract we said we wouldn’t break each other’s hearts. What if we do it again?” Fiercely he says, “What if we do? If we’re so guarded, it’s not going to be anything. Let’s do it fucking for real, Lara Jean. Let’s go all in. No more contract. No more safety net. You can break my heart. Do whatever you want with it.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Lara Jean, I think you half-fall in love with every person you meet. It’s part of your charm. You’re in love with love.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
There are two kinds of girls in this world. The kind who breaks hearts and the kind who gets her heart broken.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Sometimes I like you so much I can’t stand it. It fills up inside me, all the way to the brim, and I feel like I could overflow. I like you so much I don’t know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I’m going to see you again. And then, when you look at me the way you do, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You have to let yourself be fully present in every moment. Just be awake for it, do you know what I mean? Go all in and wring every last drop out of the experience.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
I don’t think it was our time then. I guess it isn’t now, either.” John looks over at me, his gaze steady. “But one day maybe it will be.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I still don't think it's pathetic to cry over someone. It just means you care about them deeply and you're sad.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Us," Peter corrects. "I did it for us." He links our fingers together. "It's you and me, kid.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
In memory, everything seems to happen to music.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
If two people are meant to be, they'll find their way to each other.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It could have happened lots of ways. But this is the way it happened. This is the path we took. This is our story.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
If this is love, no thanks. I don’t want any part of it. When I’m older, I’m just going to do my own thing. If I like a boy, fine, I’ll date him, but I’m not going to sit at home and cry over him. I cry over important things.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Star light, star bright, the first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight. I wish not to cry.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I’ve heard people say that the more you like someone, the more you think they are beautiful even if you didn’t think so in the beginning.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
A girl’s relationship with her father is the most important male relationship of her life.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Did you know I always thought you were braver than me? Did you ever guess that that was why I was so afraid? It wasn't that I only loved some of you. But I wondered if you could ever love more than some of me. I knew I'd miss you. But the surprising thing is, you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn't happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all. I know young people look at me and think my youth seems so far away, but it's all around me, and you're all around me. Tiger Lily, do you think magic exists if it can be explained? I can explain why I loved you, I can explain the theory of evolution that tells me why mermaids live in Neverland and nowhere else. But it still feels magic. The lost boys all stood at our wedding. Does it seem odd to you that they could have stood at a wedding that wasn't yours and mine? It does to me. and I'm sorry for it, and for a lot, and I also wouldn't change it. It is so quiet here. Even with all the trains and the streets and the people. It's nothing like the jungle. The boys have grown. Everything has grown. Do you think you will ever grow? I hope not. I like to think that even if I change and fade away, some other people won't. I like to think that one day after I die, at least one small particle of me - of all the particles that will spread everywhere - will float all the way to Neverland, and be part of a flower or something like that, like that poet said, the one that your Tik Tok loved. I like to think that nothing's final, and that everyone gets to be together even when it looks like they don't, that it all works out even when all the evidence seems to say something else, that you and I are always young in the woods, and that I'll see you sometime again, even if it's not with any kind of eyes I know of or understand. I wouldn't be surprised if that is the way things go after all - that all things end happy. Even for you and Tik Tok. and for you and me. Always, Your Peter P.S. Please give my love to Tink. She was always such a funny little bug.
Jodi Lynn Anderson (Tiger Lily)
...When I get you back, I’m gonna put that necklace back around your neck and pin you.” He tries to hold my eyes with his own. 'Like the 1950s.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you.” “Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit. “Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.” —MARGERY WILLIAMS
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Don’t let it happen to you, Lara Jean. Don’t get too serious to where things can’t go back. Be in love with Peter if you want, but be careful with your heart. Things feel like they’ll be forever, but they aren’t. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
He looks at me in such a way that I know for sure-he's never looked at another girl quite like this. And the I'm in his arms, and we're hugging and kissing, and we're both shaking,because we both know-this is the night we become real.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You can't judge who you love the most by how long you love them.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
There´s no way to protect yourself against heartbreak. That's just a part of life.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
But you're the most special to me, because you're the girl I love, Lara Jean
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I deserve better than that, you know? I deserve . . . I deserve to be someone's number one girl." "You are." "No, I'm not. She is. You're still protecting her, her secret, whatever that is. From what, though? From me? What have I ever done to her?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You know how I know she's your most important person? You pick her every time.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but I think they’re wrong: Proximity makes the heart grow fonder.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
I can see now that it’s the little things, the small efforts, that keep a relationship going. And I know now too that in some small measure I have the power to hurt him and also the power to make it better.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
He kisses like . . . like it could be his job.” Margot giggles and lifts the spoons off her eyes. “Like a male prostitute?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Things have a way of settling back.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
One must not speak of such things. One is still scarred from that experience.
Cecelia Ahern (P.S. I Love You (P.S. I Love You, #1))
Peter. Peter Kavinsky.” Even saying his name is a remembered pleasure, something to savor, like a piece of chocolate dissolving on my tongue.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
That's life. Things don't always work out.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You're not my best friend. You're my sister, and that's more.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
One day soon you'll be in the world, and you'll have so many options you won't know what to do with them. Everyone will fall in love with you, because you're so beautiful and so charming, and you'll look back on high school as such a tiny blip.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
We broke so easily. Like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Does that mean it was never meant to be in the first place? That we were an accident of fate? If we were meant to be, how could we both walk away like that?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I could fall in love with you so easily. I’m halfway there already. You’re so perfect in my memory, and you’re perfect now. It’s like I dreamed you into being. Of all the boys, you’re the one I would pick.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
My body is a temple not just any boy gets to worship at. I won't do any more than I want to do.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
For a minute there it was really good. It was really, really good. Wasn't it good? Maybe really, really good things aren't meant to last for too long; maybe that's what makes them all the more sweet, the temporariness of them.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You can't be close to someone, not truly, with secrets in between you.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Like snow globes, you shake them up, and for a moment everything is upside down and glitter everywhere and it's just like magic - but then it all settles and goes back to where it's supposed to be.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Here's the thing. My one piece of advice to you. You have to let yourself be fully present in every moment. Just be awake for it, do you know what I mean? Go all in and wring every last drop out of the experience.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Your body is yours to protect and to enjoy.” She raises both eyebrows at me meaningfully. “Whoever you should choose to partake in that enjoyment, that is your choice, and choose wisely. Every man that ever got to touch me was afforded an honor. A privilege.” Stormy waves her hand over me. “All this? It’s a privilege to worship at this temple, do you understand my meaning? Not just any young fool can approach the throne. Remember my words, Lara Jean. You decide who, how far, and how often, if ever.” “I had no idea you were such a feminist,” I say. “Feminist?” Stormy makes a disgusted sound in her throat. “I’m no feminist. Really, Lara Jean!” “Stormy, don’t get worked up about it. All it means is that you believe men and women are equal, and should have equal rights.” “I don’t think any man is my equal. Women are far superior, and don’t you forget it. Don’t forget any of the things I just told you.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I want it all, and to have it all, you have to risk it all.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
The first doesn't necessarily the last, but it will always be the first, and that's special. Firsts are special.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
When you lose someone and it still hurts, that’s when you know the love was real.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Things feel like they’ll be forever, but they aren’t. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
At first it was scary, but then I liked it too. Part of me wants to just stay next to you forever. I could easily do that. I could love you forever.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they're your world; they are everything. There's no telling how long you will have them near...It's the good-byes that are hard.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You can break my heart. Do whatever you want with it.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Growing up really is bittersweet.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It doesn't become important until you don't have it anymore.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Josh and I started out so easy, so fun, and now we're like strangers. I'll never have that person back, who I knew better than anyone and who knew me so well.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You’ll go about your day, and you will miss him at first, but over time it will ease. It will lessen.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
If they don’t talk now, the scar will only harden over time, it will calcify, and then they’ll be like strangers who never loved each other, which is the saddest thought of all.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I can see now that it’s the little things, the small efforts, that keep a relationship going.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You only know you can do something if you keep on doing it.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
When it’s time to leave, we put on our shoes, kiss Daddy good-bye, and tumble out the front door. Waiting for us on the street in front of his car is Peter with a bouquet of cellophane-wrapped pink carnations. “Happy birthday, kid,” he says. Kitty’s eyes bulge. “Are those for me?” He laughs. “Who else would they be for? Hurry and get in the car.” Kitty turns to me, her eyes bright, her smile as wide as her face. I’m smiling too. “Are you coming too, Lara Jean?” I shake my head. “No, there’s only room for two.” “You’re my only girl today, kid,” Peter says, and Kitty runs to him and snatches the flowers out of his hand. Gallantly, he opens the door for her. He shuts it and turns and winks at me. “Don’t be jealous, Covey.” I’ve never liked him more than in this moment.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Nothing is guaranteed.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You’re both growing and changing, and it’s hard to grow and change at the same rate.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
All I know is that every minute without him feels interminably long, like I’m waiting, just waiting for him to come back to me.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You'll just do what you did before he was your boyfriend," Alicia says. "You'll go about your day, and you will miss him at first, but over time it will ease. It will lessen." She reaches out, touches her papery hand to my cheek. A smile plays at her lips. "All you need is time, and you, little one, have all the time in the world.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Dear Max - You looked so beautiful today. I'm going to remember what you looked like forever. ... And I hope you remember me the same way - clean, ha-ha. I'm glad our last time together was happy. But I'm leaving tonight, leaving the flock, and this time it's for good. I don't know if I'll ever see any of you again. The thing is, Max, that everyone is a little bit right. Added up all together, it makes this one big right. Dylan's a little bit right about how my being here might be putting the rest of you in danger. The threat might have been just about Dr. Hans, but we don't know that for sure. Angel is a little bit right about how splitting up the flock will help all of us survive. And the rest of the flock is a little bit right about how when you and I are together, we're focused on each other - we can't help it. The thing is, Maximum, I love you. I can't help but be focused on you when we're together. If you're in the room, I want to be next to you. If you're gone, I think about you. You're the one who I want to talk to. In a fight, I want you at my back. When we're together, the sun is shining. When we're apart, everything is in shades of gray. I hope you'll forgive me someday for turning our worlds into shades of gray - at least for a while. ... You're not at your best when you're focused on me. I mean, you're at your best Maxness, but not your best leaderness. I mostly need Maxness. The flock mostly needs leaderness. And Angel, if you're listening to this, it ain't you, sweetie. Not yet. ... At least for a couple more years, the flock needs a leader to survive, no matter how capable everyone thinks he or she is. The truth is that they do need a leader, and the truth is that you are the best leader. It's one of the things I love about you. But the more I thought about it, the more sure I got that this is the right thing to do. Maybe not for you, or for me, but for all of us together, our flock. Please don't try to find me. This is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life, besides wearing that suit today, and seeing you again will only make it harder. You'd ask me to come back, and I would, because I can't say no to you. But all the same problems would still be there, and I'd end up leaving again, and then we'd have to go through this all over again. Please make us only go through this once. ... I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you're sleeping. I love your hair streaming out behind you as we fly, with the sunlight making it shine, if it doesn't have too much mud or blood in it. I love seeing your wings spreading out, white and brown and tan and speckled, and the tiny, downy feathers right at the top of your shoulders. I love your eyes, whether they're cold or calculating or suspicious or laughing or warm, like when you look at me. ... You're the best warrior I know, the best leader. You're the most comforting mom we've ever had. You're the biggest goofball, the worst driver, and a truly lousy cook. You've kept us safe and provided for us, in good times and bad. You're my best friend, my first and only love, and the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, with wings or without. ... Tell you what, sweetie: If in twenty years we haven't expired yet, and the world is still more or less in one piece, I'll meet you at the top of that cliff where we first met the hawks and learned to fly with them. You know the one. Twenty years from today, if I'm alive, I'll be there, waiting for you. You can bet on it. Good-bye, my love. Fang P.S. Tell everyone I sure will miss them
James Patterson
And now I just want to not exist.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
What's this new shampoo you're wearing?" "I stole it from Margot. It's juicy pear. Nice, right?" "It's all right, I guess. But can you go back to the one you used to wear? The coconut one? I love the smell of that one." A dreamy look crosses his face, like evening fog settling over a city.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
No matter what, I always want to remember his face.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I think that time might be different for young people. The minutes longer, stronger, more vibrant.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I tighten my fingers around his. If we just hold on tight enough, it will all be okay.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Maybe really, really good things aren’t meant to last for too long; maybe that’s what makes them all the more sweet, the temporariness of them.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I like you so much I don't know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I'm going to see you again.
Jenny Han
This is our story.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It' only then that I realize: Peter wasn't the one who needed to get over Genevieve. It was me. All this time with Peter, I've been comparing myself to her, all the ways I don't measure up. All the ways our relationship pales next to theirs. I'm the one who couldn't let her go. I'm the one who didn't give us a chance.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
So what would you have asked for if you won?” He doesn’t hesitate even one beat. “Your peanut butter chocolate cake with my name written in Reese’s Pieces.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
That’s how I’m feeling about everything these days: ugh. No.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
The non-dating type? What kind of type is that? A little mushroom who sits at home in a semidark room growing moss?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I look at Kitty, who's braiding Chris's hair in microbraids. She's being extra quiet so we forget she's here and don't kick her out. 'I think that as long as you're ready and it's what you want to do and you're protecting yourself, then it's okay and you should do what you want to do.' Margot says, 'Society is far too caught up in shaming a woman for enjoying sex and applauding a man. I mean, all of the comments are about how Lara Jean is a slut, but nobody's saying anything about Peter, and he's right there with her. It's a ridiculous double standard.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
He sighs a defeated kind of sigh that hurts my heart. “Goddamn it, Kavinsky.” “I’m sorry. I like you, too, John, I really do. I wish . . . I wish we got to go to that eighth grade formal.” And then John Ambrose McClaren says one last thing, a thing that makes my heart swell. “I don’t think it was our time then. I guess it isn’t now, either.” John looks over at me, his gaze steady. “But one day maybe it will be.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Life is sexist. If you were to get pregnant, you’re the one whose life changes. Nothing of significance changes for the boy. You’re the one people whisper about. I’ve seen that show, Teen Moms. All those boys are worthless. Garbage!
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
To feel so known, so understood. It’s such a wonderful feeling.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You could do with a little less baking and a little more living life.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but I think they're wrong: Proximity makes the heart grow fonder.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I like him in sweaters. I get the urge to cuddle and pet him like a stuffed animal.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You’re in love with love.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
society is far too caught up in shaming a woman for enjoying sex and applauding a man
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Allow yourself to get a little lost. By this I mean, get caught up in it, do things you wouldn't normally do — let it be an adventure. But not so lost that you can't find your way.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not.. There's no telling how long you will have them near.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Boys will be boys, but girls are supposed to be careful: of our bodies, of our futures, of all the ways people judge us.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It’s the connection between two people that can’t be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can’t ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not. There's no telling how long you will have them near... It's the good-byes that are hard.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Don't let it happen to you, Lara Jean. Don't get too serious to where things can't go back. Be in love with Peter if you want, but be careful with your heart. Things feels like they'll be forever, but they aren't. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Firsts are special.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
And I know now too that in some small measure I have the power to hurt him and also the power to make it better.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
So, how does he kiss?" I'm blushing. I tap my fingers on my lips before I say, "He kisses like ... like it could be his job.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Never read the comments, Covey! That's the first rule of-" "If you say 'Fight Club' to me right now, I will hang up on you.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything And then one day they're not. There's no telling how long you will have them near.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You’d always be mourning what once was. It would always be a little bit . . . less.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
To picture him, sitting at his desk at home, scribbling away with a pen and paper, endears him to me so completely. It gives me shivers. Currents of electricity from my scalp down to my toes.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
When you lose someone and it hurts, that's when you know the love was real.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I like that I am needed, that I am beholden to somebody.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
What I really want to say is Peter will always pick Lara Jean over Genevieve.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It's the good-byes that are hard.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Let's do it fucking for real, Lara Jean. Let's go all in. No more contract. No more safety net. You can break my heart. Do whatever you want with it.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You treated her like garbage and now you decide you want her back.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You decide who, how far, and how often, if ever.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I lie back down and close my eyes and imagine his arms are still around me, and that's how I fall asleep.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
In the whole history of my letters, of my liking boys, not once has a boy liked me back at the same time as I liked him. It was always me alone, longing after a boy, and that was fine, that was safe
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not. There's no telling how long you will have them near.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It’s torturous standing there in front of him, waiting—for what, I don’t know.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I suppose you cannot hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Under the blanket I find Margot’s hand and link my pinky with hers. “Sister swear.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Shit!" he yells. "I hate that I can't protect you from this.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
So maybe she's got a little bit of me in her after all. Kitty continues. "We could put red food coloring in the syrup, too, to make it look like blood. A bloody heart!" No, never mind. Kitty is all her own.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I can see now that it’s the little things, the small efforts, that keep a relationship going. And I know now too that in some small measure I have the power to hurt him and also the power to make it better. This discovery leaves me with an unsettling, queer sort of feeling in my chest for reasons I can’t explain.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Here's something else, something important: Love is not transactional. It is not a bank account, you don't always get what you put in. Sometimes you put in so much and get very little return on your investment, at least that you can see right away.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It's hard to redefine something that never had a clear definition in the first place.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I wish that things could go back to the way they were between us. That you could be you and I could be me, and we’d have fun with each other, and it would be a really sweet first romance that I’ll remember my whole life.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
John nods. "So I gathered a bunch of sticks and some flowers and I arranged them into the letters FORMAL? in front of your window. But your dad came home while I was in the middle of it, and he thought I was going around cleaning people's yards. He gave me ten bucks, and I lost my nerve and I just went home.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
heart is mine, just mine. I believe it now. Mine to protect and care for, mine to break.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Like, why do I speak? Why did God give me a mouth if I’m just going to say dumb stuff with it?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
started out so easy, so fun, and now we’re like strangers. I’ll never have that person back, who I knew better than anyone and who knew me so well.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
be careful with your heart. Things feel like they’ll be forever, but they aren’t. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
... you can’t hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
The thought of Peter and John Ambrose McClaren in the same space together again is discomforting. Where would I even look?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Stormy, can you believe we were ever so young?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Peter is loyal to her first, me second. It's first Genevieve, then me. That is the deal. That's always been the deal. And I'm sick of it.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
So I take Peter's hand; I put it on my heart. I tell him, "You have to take good care of this, because it's yours.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
La gente entra y sale de tu vida. Por un tiempo son tu mundo; lo son todo. Y un día ya no lo son.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
The thrill of a boy putting his hands on you for the first time.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I don't think it was our time then. I guess it isn't now, either." John looks over at me, his gaze steady. "But one day maybe it will be.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Because she's Peter's girl
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Colin, I hate to fulfill the Theorem, but I don't think we should be involved romantically. The problem is that I secretly in love with Hassan. I can't help myself. I hold your bony shoulder blades in my hands and think of his fleshy back. I kiss your stomach and I think of his awe-inspiring gut. I like you, Colin, I really do. But-I'm sorry. It's just not going to work. I hope we can still be friends. Sincerely, Lindsey Lee Wells P.S. Just kidding.
John Green (An Abundance of Katherines)
If I win... do you know what I would wish for?" Don't say it, don't say it. Don't say the thing you can't take back. I'd wish we never started any of this." The words echo in my head, in the air.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I had felt guilty but honored. Genevieve liked me best. We were close,closer than with anyone else. The bracelets were proof. How cheaply I was bought then, with just a bracelet made out of string.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I thought Genevieve was someone I would know forever. Those people in your life that you just always know, no matter what. But it’s not that way. Here we are, three years later, and we’re worse than strangers.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
I know Josh and I will mend things, because we're neighbors, and that's how it goes with people you see a lot. They mend, almost on their own. But not so for Margot and Josh, with her so far away. If they don't talk now, the scar will only harden over time, it will calcify, and then they'll be like strangers who never loved each other, which is the saddest thought of all.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
We broke so easily. Like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Does that mean it was never meant to be in the first place?That we were an accident of fate? If we were meant to be, how could we both walk away just like that?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
We broke so easily. Like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Does that mean it was never meant to be in the first place? That we were an accident of fate? If we were meant to be, how could we both walk away just like that?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Who could have done this to me?" I wail, pressing my hands to my cheeks. "I can't feel my face. Is my face still my face?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
It might be my imagination, but I think I hear his heart beating. His is beating and mine feels like it's breaking.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Lara Jean, creo que te medio enamoras de cada persona a la que conoces. Es parte de tu encanto. Estás enamorada del amor.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Girl understand each other in a way boys never will.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
His heart is mine, just mine. I believe it now. Mine to protect and care for, mine to break.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
God, why do I have to be a person who yearns so much?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
You're not my best friend. You're my sister, and that's more.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
As you grow up you spend less and less time outside. Nobody can say "Go play outside" to you anymore to you.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I like him in sweaters.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
All you need is time, and you, little one, have all the time in the world.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Daddy tips my chin. Firmly he says, "I would be nowhere without her, because I wouldn't have my girls.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I don't think it was our time then. I guess it isn't now, either. But one day maybe it will be.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
We broke
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You're in love with love
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Cuando pierdes a alguien y todavía duele, ahí es cuando sabes que el amor fue real.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
When you lose someone and it still hurts, that's when you know the love was real
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
She laughs. “Except you, Lara Jean. You’re still itty-bitty pocket-sized.” She says it sweetly. Like sweetened condensed milk. Sweet and condescending. Poured on super thick. I
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
It’s do or die. D-day.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
A veces me gustas tanto que no puedo soportarlo. Me llena internamente, todo el camino hasta el borde, y siento como si pudiera desbordarme. Me gustas tanto que no sé qué hacer. Mi corazón late muy rápido cuando sé que voy a verte de nuevo. Y luego, cuando me miras como lo haces, me siento como la chica más afortunada del mundo.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not. There's not telling how long you will have them near. It's the good-byes that are hard.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You couldn't just leave her?" "No," he says. "She's going through some shit right now. I'm just trying to be there for her. As a friend. That's it!" "Gosh, she really knows how to work you, Peter!" "It's not like that." "It's always like that. She pulls the strings and you just . . ." I dangle my arms and head like a marionette doll. Peter frowns. "That was mean." "Well, I feel mean right now. So watch out." "You're not mean, though. Not usually." "Why can't you just tell me? You know I won't tell anyone. I really want to understand it, Peter." "Because it's not for me to say. Don't try to make me tell you, because I can't." "She's just doing this to manipulate you. It's what she does." I hear the jealousy in my voice, and I hate it, I hate it. This isn't me.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Haven admits. “Like, how did you get him? No offense. I just thought you were the non-dating type.” I frown. The non-dating type? What kind of type is that? A little mushroom who sits at home in a semidark room growing moss?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
You'll just do what you did before he was your boyfriend. You'll go about your day, and you will miss him at first, but over time it will ease. It will lessen. All you need is time, and you, little one, have all the time in the world.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
No guy has ever set the record straight for me." I know she's thinking of the boy from freshman year, the one who told everyone that Chris had sex with him in the locker room. And I'm thinking of Mrs Duvall, of what she said before. She would probably lump Chris in with the party girls, the girls who sleep around, the girls who aren't "better than that." She would be wrong. We're all the same.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
non-dating type? What kind of type is that? A little mushroom who sits at home in a semidark room growing moss?
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Kiss me like you missed me,
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Kitty used to hoard raisins; she was probably the most regular kid in kindergarten.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
You know the saddest part? Josh and I will never be friends like we were before. Not after all this. That part’s just over now. He was my best friend.” I
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Things feel like they’ll be forever, but they aren’t. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.” Gulp.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
And then he’s kissing me; his mouth is urgent against mine, like he’s searching for some sort of reassurance, some kind of promise only I can give.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Girls understand each other in a way boys never will.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world, they are everything. And then one day, they're not.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Whoever you should choose to partake in that enjoyment, that is your choice, and choose wisely.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Curling your hair is an intrinsically hopeful act.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
This is what Margot was talking about, this double standard. Boys will be boys, but girls are supposed to be careful: of our bodies, of our futures, of all the ways people judge us.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
I say, 'In the contract we said we wouldn't break each other's hearts. What if we do again?' Fiercely [Peter] says. 'What if we do? If we're so guarded, it's not going to be anything. Let's do it fucking for real, Lara Jean. Let's go all in. No more contract. No more safety net. You can break my heart. Do what ever you want with it.' -Lara Jean & Peter Kavinsky
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
put my hand to his chest, over his heart. I can feel it beating. I let my hand fall away. His heart is mine, just mine. I believe it now. Mine to protect and care for, mine to break. So
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
You don’t get to change the story because you feel like it. I’m Éponine; you’re Cosette! Don’t make me out to be the Cosette!” Her lip curls. “What the fuck are you even talking about?” “Les Mis!” “I
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Baking calms me; it’s stabilizing. It’s what I do when I don’t want to think about anything hard. It is an activity that requires very little from you—you just follow the directions, and then at the end you have created something. From ingredients to an actual dessert. It’s like magic. Poof, deliciousness.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
But then she says, "What if we use our cookie cutter to make heart-shaped pancakes instead? And put in red food coloring?" I beam at her. "Attagirl!" So maybe she's got a little bit of me in her after all. Kitty continues. "We could put red food coloring in the syrup, too, to make it look like blood. A bloody heart!
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
So much of love is chance. There’s something scary and wonderful about that. If Kitty had never sent those letters, if I hadn’t gone to the hot tub that night, it might’ve been him and Gen. But she did send those letters, and I did go out there. It could have happened lots of ways. But this is the way it happened. This is the path we took. This is our story.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
We broke so easily. Like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Does that mean it was never meant to be in the first place? That we were an accident of fate? If we were meant to be, how could we both walk away just like that? I guess the answer is, we weren't.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
The first isn’t necessarily the last, but it will always be the first, and that’s special. Firsts are special.” “You’re not first,” Peter says. “But you’re the most special to me, because you’re the girl I love, Lara Jean.” Love. He said “love.” I feel dizzy. I am a girl who is loved, by a boy, and not just her sisters and father and dog. A boy with beautiful eyebrows and a sleight of hand.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
I move to slug him in the shoulder, and he laughs and grab my hand and links my finger with his. It feels like my heart is beating right through my hand. It's the first time we've hold hands for real, and it feels different from those fake times. like electric currents, in a good way. The best way.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Baking calms me; it's stabilizing. It's what I do when I don't want to think about anything hard. It is an activity that requires very little from you- you just follow the directions, and then at the end you have created something. From ingredients to an actual dessert. It's like magic. Poof, deliciousness.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they’re not. There’s no telling how long you will have them near. A year ago I could not have imagined that Josh would no longer be a constant for me. I couldn’t have conceived of how hard it would be to not see Margot every day, how lost I would feel without her—or how easily Josh could slip away, without me even realizing. It’s the good-byes that are hard.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before #2))
Dear Hilde, I assume you're still celebrating your 15th birthday. Or is it the morning after? Anyways, it makes no difference to your present. In a sense, that will last a life time. But I'd like to wish you happy birthday one more time. Perhaps you understand now why I send the cards to Sophie. I am sure she will pass them on to you. P.S. Mom said you lost your wallet. I hereby promise to reimburse you the 150 crowns. You will probably be able to get another school I.D. before they close for the summer vacation. Love from Dad.
Jostein Gaarder (Sophie's World)
So if you hear something in this book that sounds like advocacy of a particular political point of view, please reject the notion. My interest in issues is merely to point out how badly we’re doing, not to suggest a way we might do better. Don’t confuse me with those who cling to hope. I enjoy describing how things are, I have no interest in how they ought to be. And I certainly have no interest in fixing them. I sincerely believe that if you think there’s a solution, you’re part of the problem. My motto: Fuck Hope. P.S. In case you’re wondering, personally I’m a joyful individual, I had a long happy marriage and a close and loving family, my career has turned out better than I ever dreamed, and it continues to expand. I’m a personal optimist, but a skeptic about all else. What may sound to some like anger, is really nothing more than sympathetic contempt. I view my species with a combination of wonder and pity, and I root for its destruction. And please don’t confuse my point of view with cynicism–the real cynics are the ones who tell you everything’s gonna be all right. And P.P.S., by the way, if by some chance you folks do manage to straighten things out and make everything better, I still don’t wish to be included.
George Carlin (Brain Droppings)
Dear John Ambrose McClaren, I know the exact day it all started. Fall, eighth grade. We got caught in the rain when we had to put all the softball bats away after gym. We started to run back to the building, and I couldn’t run as fast as you, so you stopped and grabbed my bag too. It was even better than if you’d grabbed my hand. I still remember the way you looked--your T-shirt was stuck to your back, your hair wet like you just came out of the shower. When it started to pour, you whooped and hollered like a little kid. There was this moment--you looked back at me, and your grin was as wide as your face. You said, “Come on, LJ!” It was right then. That’s when I knew, all the way down to my soaking-wet Keds. I love you, John Ambrose McClaren. I really love you. I might have loved you for all of high school. I think you might have loved me back. If only you weren’t moving away, John! It’s so unfair when people move away. It’s like their parents just decide something and no one else gets a say in it. Not that I even deserve a say--I’m not your girlfriend or anything. But you at least deserve a say. I was really hoping that one day I would get to call you Johnny. Your mom came to get you after school once, and a bunch of us were hanging out on the front steps. And you didn’t see her car, so she honked and called out, “Johnny!” I loved the sound of that. Johnny. One day, I bet your girlfriend will call you Johnny. She’s really lucky. Maybe you already have a girlfriend right now. If you do, know this--once upon a time in Virginia, a girl loved you. I’m going to say it just this once, since you’ll never hear it anyway. Good-bye, Johnny. Love, Lara Jean I let out a scream, so loud and so piercing that Jamie barks in alarm. “Sorry,” I whisper, falling back against my pillows. I cannot believe that John Ambrose McClaren read that letter. I didn’t remember it to be so…naked. With so much…yearning. God, why do I have to be a person who yearns so much? How horrible. How perfectly horrible. I’ve never been naked in front of a boy before, but now I feel like I have.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
[From Sid Vicious's letter to Nancy Spungen's mother Deborah] P.S. Thank you, Debbie, for understanding that I have to die. Everyone else just thinks that I'm being weak. All I can say is that they never loved anyone as passionately as I love Nancy. I always felt unworthy to be loved by someone so beautiful as her. Everything we did was beautiful. At the climax of our lovemaking, I just used to break down and cry. It was so beautiful it was almost unbearable. It makes me mad when people say you must have really loved her.' So they think that I don't still love her? At least when I die, we will be together again. I feel like a lost child, so alone. The nights are the worst. I used to hold Nancy close to me all night so that she wouldn't have nightmares and I just can't sleep without my my beautiful baby in my arms. So warm and gentle and vulnerable. No one should expect me to live without her. She was a part of me. My heart. Debbie, please come and see me. You are the only person who knows what I am going through. If you don’t want to, could you please phone me again, and write. I love you. I was staggered by Sid's letter. The depth of his emotion, his sensitivity and intelligence were far greater than I could have imagined. Here he was, her accused murderer, and he was reaching out to me, professing his love for me. His anguish was my anguish. He was feeling my loss, my pain - so much so that he was evidently contemplating suicide. He felt that I would understand that. Why had he said that? I fought my sympathetic reaction to his letter. I could not respond to it, could not be drawn into his life. He had told the police he had murdered my daughter. Maybe he had loved her. Maybe she had loved him. I couldn't become involved with him. I was in too much pain. I couldn't share his pain. I hadn't enough strength. I began to stuff the letter back in its envelope when I came upon a separate sheet of paper. I unfolded it. It was the poem he'd written about Nancy. NANCY You were my little baby girl And I shared all your fears. Such joy to hold you in my arms And kiss away your tears. But now you’re gone there’s only pain And nothing I can do. And I don’t want to live this life If I can’t live for you. To my beautiful baby girl. Our love will never die. I felt my throat tighten. My eyes burned, and I began to weep on the inside. I was so confused. Here, in a few verses, were the last twenty years of my life. I could have written that poem. The feelings, the pain, were mine. But I hadn't written it. Sid Vicious had written it, the punk monster, the man who had told the police he was 'a dog, a dirty dog.' The man I feared. The man I should have hated, but somehow couldn't.
Deborah Spungen (And I Don't Want to Live This Life: A Mother's Story of Her Daughter's Murder)
I’m crossing our backyard to the Pearces’, trying to juggle the bag and the portable speakers and my phone, when I see John Ambrose McClaren standing in front of the tree house, staring up at it with his arms crossed. I’d know the back of his blond head anywhere. I freeze, suddenly nervous and unsure. I’d thought Peter or Chris would be here with me when he arrived, and that would smooth out any awkwardness. But no such luck. I put down all my stuff and move forward to tap him on the shoulder, but he turns around before I can. I take a step back. “Hi! Hey!” I say. “Hey!” He takes a long look at me. “Is it really you?” “It’s me.” “My pen pal the elusive Lara Jean Covey who shows up at Model UN and runs off without so much as a hello?” I bite the inside of my cheek. “I’m pretty sure I at least said hello.” Teasingly he says, “No, I’m pretty sure you didn’t.” He’s right: I didn’t. I was too flustered. Kind of like right now. It must be that distance between knowing someone when you were a kid and seeing them now that you’re both more grown-up, but still not all the way grown-up, and there are all these years and letters in between you, and you don’t know how to act. “Well--anyway. You look…taller.” He looks more than just taller. Now that I can take the time to really look at him, I notice more. With his fair hair and milky skin and rosy cheeks, he looks like he could be an English farmer’s son. But he’s slim, so maybe the sensitive farmer’s son who steals away to the barn to read. The thought makes me smile, and John gives me a curious look but doesn’t ask why. With a nod, he says, “You look…exactly the same.” Gulp. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? “I do?” I get up on my tiptoes. “I think I’ve grown at least an inch since eighth grade.” And my boobs are at least a little bigger. Not much. Not that I want John to notice--I’m just saying.
Jenny Han (P.S. I Still Love You (To All the Boys I've Loved Before, #2))
Tatiasha, my wife, I got cookies from you and Janie, anxious medical advice from Gordon Pasha (tell him you gave me a gallon of silver nitrate), some sharp sticks from Harry (nearly cried). I’m saddling up, I’m good to go. From you I got a letter that I could tell you wrote very late at night. It was filled with the sorts of things a wife of twenty-seven years should not write to her far-away and desperate husband, though this husband was glad and grateful to read and re-read them. Tom Richter saw the care package you sent with the preacher cookies and said, “Wow, man. You must still be doing something right.” I leveled a long look at him and said, “It’s good to know nothing’s changed in the army in twenty years.” Imagine what he might have said had he been privy to the fervent sentiments in your letter. No, I have not eaten any poison berries, or poison mushrooms, or poison anything. The U.S. Army feeds its men. Have you seen a C-ration? Franks and beans, beefsteak, crackers, fruit, cheese, peanut butter, coffee, cocoa, sacks of sugar(!). It’s enough to make a Soviet blockade girl cry. We’re going out on a little scoping mission early tomorrow morning. I’ll call when I come back. I tried to call you today, but the phone lines were jammed. It’s unbelievable. No wonder Ant only called once a year. I would’ve liked to hear your voice though: you know, one word from you before battle, that sort of thing . . . Preacher cookies, by the way, BIG success among war-weary soldiers. Say hi to the kids. Stop teaching Janie back flip dives. Do you remember what you’re supposed to do now? Kiss the palm of your hand and press it against your heart.   Alexander   P.S. I’m getting off the boat at Coconut Grove. It’s six and you’re not on the dock. I finish up, and start walking home, thinking you’re tied up making dinner, and then I see you and Ant hurrying down the promenade. He is running and you’re running after him. You’re wearing a yellow dress. He jumps on me, and you stop shyly, and I say to you, come on, tadpole, show me what you got, and you laugh and run and jump into my arms. Such a good memory. I love you, babe.
Paullina Simons (The Summer Garden (The Bronze Horseman, #3))
Did you know I always thought you were braver than me? Did you ever guess that that was why I was so afraid? It wasn’t that I only loved some of you. But I wondered if you could ever love more than some of me. I knew I’d miss you. But the surprising thing is, you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn’t happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn’t seem broken at all. I know young people look at me and think my youth seems so far away. But it’s all around me, and you’re all around me. Tiger Lily, do you think magic exists if it can be explained? I can explain why I loved you, I can explain the theory of evolution that tells me why mermaids live in Neverland and nowhere else. But it still feels magic. The lost boys all stood at our wedding. Does it seem odd to you that they could have stood at a wedding that wasn’t yours and mine? It does to me. And I’m sorry for it, and for a lot, and I also wouldn’t change it. It is so quiet here. Even with all the trains and the streets and the people. It’s nothing like the jungle. The boys have grown. Everything has grown. Do you think you will ever grow? I hope not. I like to think that even if I change and fade away, some other people won’t. I like to think that one day after I die, at least one small particle of me—of all the particles that will spread everywhere—will float all the way to Neverland, and be part of a flower or something like that, like that poet said, the one that your Tik Tok loved. I like to think that nothing’s final, and that everyone gets to be together even when it looks like they don’t, that it all works out even when all the evidence seems to say something else, that you and I are always young in the woods, and that I’ll see you sometime again, even if it’s not with any kind of eyes I know of or understand. I wouldn’t be surprised if that is the way things go after all—that all things end happy. Even for you and Tik Tok. And for you and me. Always, Your Peter P.S. Please give my love to Tink. She was always such a funny little bug.
Jodi Lynn Anderson (Tiger Lily)