Varsity tennis captain, Ezra Faulkner, was supposed to be homecoming king, but that was before—before his girlfriend cheated on him, before a car accident shattered his leg, and before he fell in love with unpredictable new girl Cassidy Thorpe.

1. Life is the tragedy
2. Words could betray you if you chose the wrong ones, or mean less if you used too many. Jokes could be grandly miscalculated, or stories deemed boring
3. If everything really does get better, the way everyone claims, then happiness should be graphable. But that’s crap, because better isn’t quantifiable.
4. She tasted like buried treasure and swing sets and coffee. She tasted the way fireworks felt, like something you could get close to but never really have just for yourself.
5. I wondered what things what things became when you no longer needed them, and I wondered what the future would hold once we’d gotten past our personal tragedies and proven them ultimately survivable.
6. “The funny thing about gold is how quickly it can tarnish
7. The way I figured it, keeping quiet was safe. Words could betray you if you choose the wrong ones, or mean less if you used too many.
8. The world tends toward chaos, you know
9. It was like the part of me that had enjoyed those friends had evaporated, leaving behind a huge, echoing emptiness, and I was scrabbling on the edge of it, trying not to fall into the hole within myself because I was terrified to find out how far down it went.
10. You can always tell when it’s Friday. There’s an excitement specific to Fridays, coupled with relief that another week has passed.
11. She was achingly effortless, and she would never, in a million years, choose me. But, for the next few minutes, I contented myself with the magnificent possibility that she might.
12. She was so gorgeous that it hurt.
13. I’m not certain I can pinpoint the exact moment when i became irreparably different.
14. Just once, I wan someone to be afraid of losing me.
15. Not all nice things have happy endings.
16. We’re like positively charged molecule, the rate we’re attracting tragedy.
17. We move through each other’s ghosts, leaving behind haunting memories of people who never existed.