Jenny Han

You never know the last time you’ll see a place. A person

I understood. If I were her, I’d want to be alone too.

okay to laugh, you know. It’s okay for you to have fun.”

“I know,” I said, but I didn’t.

I wondered when I’d be able to sneak away and go back home.

Maybe letting myself forget how good it used to be will make things easier.

Seeing your dad cry really messes with your mind. Maybe not for some people. Maybe some people have dads who are cool with crying and are in touch with their emotions. Not my dad.

Seeing your dad cry really messes with your mind. Maybe not for some people. Maybe some people have dads who are cool with crying and are in touch with their emotions. Not my dad.

This, this was heartbreak. The pain in your chest, the ache behind your eyes. The knowing that things will never be the same again.

, this was heartbreak. The pain in your chest, the ache behind your eyes. The knowing that things will never be the same again

You think you know love, you think you know real pain, but you don’t. You don’t know anything.

I’m not sure when I started crying. When I got started, I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t breathe.