I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole from you. And I want it to be something that even a coma can't make you forget.

Battle scars just remind us that we survived.

Everything we'll accomplish, we'll do it together or not at all.

...now Eli was my new neighbor. Which was fine with me because I sucked at Math. Math and I were not on speaking terms.

I saw something in you that I couldn't live without. I chose you, inside of me, and you chose me. It's not one sided, it only works when both people choose the other. You are perfect for me in every way.

But... we will always be drawn together. We'll always crave each other. We'll always be in tune with each other, physically and mentally. There is nothing that can change or break that. And even if there was, I wouldn't want to. Not for the world.

Sometimes, knowing when to let go is just as important as knowing when to hold tight.

The day Caleb touched my hand and I saw all those things, I was excited. Yes, a little freaked but excited more. I felt like...everything I ever needed was right there. I still feel like that. It's not something you can just turn off and I wouldn't want to. I want him more than I need him.