Problematic Summer Romance Ali Hazelwood Quotes

You okay?” I ask, cautious. “Yeah.” A deep inhale. “Yeah. I just wanted to listen to you exist.

Because if we ever end up in an accident, I'd rather die than survive you.

Because one day, Conor Harkness decided that he wanted someone to know him. And he chose me.

I have never wanted anything as desperately, as ungovernably, as persistently as I want you. Not a single goddamn thing. Not my dead mother back. Not revenge. Not the well-being of the people I love. Not professional success, not even my own happiness. Absolutely nothing has consumed me as mercilessly as you have.

Since the first day I met you, you have been the best thing in my life. And you weren’t even in it.

I love you, Maya. And no. It’s never going to pass.

It’s the way you take over the space around you. You remind me constantly, loudly, indecently, of all the little things that make you you. It’s impossible to escape, and it makes me very angry.

Do you want me to leave?” “It would be best if—” “Not the question I—” “No, Maya. I never want you to be anywhere but with me.

So, you and Rue are taking care of it?” He gives me an appalled look. “I would never ask Rue to talk on the phone with someone.

You have no football, just an organized system of overgrown men giving each other CTE.

You are mine, and used to me touching you. You welcome it. It’s…We have a life, Maya. That’s ours.

You built a nice adulthood over the ruins of a shitty adolescence,” my therapist once said, and I enjoy the mental image of it. The idea of life as something I could choose, cultivate day by day, curate and nurture. Being mindful, instead of reactive.

I am a corporate lawyer, girl. My tolerance for boring is higher than the debt ceiling.

You built a nice adulthood over the ruins of a shitty adolescence,” my therapist once

Yeah.” A deep inhale. “Yeah. I just wanted to listen to you exist.

All of these things you listed, a dog could do.

Maybe he was the love of my life. No, I am certain that he was. But happy endings are not the rule. Sometimes you give it your all, and things still don’t turn out well. Sometimes A for effort looks just like an F in a funhouse mirror. It’s okay. I’ve survived a lot of bad shit, and I know the trick to pull through. Breathe. Just breathe. And then breathe again.

I just wanted to listen to you exist.

A new feeling floods me: That he and I are on the same side of an invisible line, and the rest of the world is elsewhere. Our very own Isola Bella. Sandbar accessibility subject to changes in sea levels.

SCARLETT: Lukas and I are rooting for you.