Friends are honest with each other. Even if the truth hurts. -Maggie - Sarah Dessen

If this was my forever, I wouldn't want to spend it here.

And that was as far as he got before i heard it. The thumping of footsteps, running up the lawn toward me: It seemed like I could hear it through the grass, like leaning your ear to a railroad track and feeling the train coming, miles away. As the noise got closer I could hear ragged breaths, and then a voice.

I mean, it's not surprising, really. Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's, like, part of you for good.