This is what love is. Not the moments on the beach, or under the stars or the trees, or in the moonlight. Love is sitting together in the quiet, waiting for death to come.
Knowing you’re not alone.
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When I get to the part about Jess kissing me on the Fourth of July and taking me to her beach house,I look at my father and wonder what it is like, seeing people only through a wall of glass. Never touching them.
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Is she worth all that pain?” he asked me, smiling.
“Definitely,” I said, still reeling from the events of the day.
“But I don’t deserve her.”
“Then be somebody who does.”
“That’s what I intend to do.
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My head was spinning. I felt like I’d been drifting, lost at sea all my life, and now that I’d found dry land, I couldn’t quite get my bearings.
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Are you a virgin?” I asked, “A virgin who’s gonna tear out my heart?”
“Yes … no … wait.” She looked at me. “I’m not going to rip out your heart.”
“Thanks for clearing that up,” I said
“Is that okay with you?” she asked softly.
“Okay with me?”,“No, it’s not okay at all,” I replied.
“Why not?” She looked down at her toes.
“I want you to rip out my heart.”
She smiled, pressed her hand to my chest, and said, “I could never do that.”
You already have, I thought as I took her hand in mine
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listening to Pastor Bob talk about mercy and redemption, I am filled with hope. Not the kind of expectation that comes from knowing you can pull yourself up by your own bootstraps, but the trust that comes from utter failure, from knowing you are pathetic and small and you’ve got no place to look but up.
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I used to think that words and music could change the world, but look at the people who have made it. You see their faces all over the tabloids talking about their latest stint in rehab
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Who cares about my voice? There are more important things going on in the world. I want to make a difference. I’m going to law school. I want to become a public defender.”
I couldn’t believe she’d give up singing to work with scumbags like me. “By the time a guy ends up in front of the judge, it’s too late to make a difference.”
“It’s never too late to make a difference,” she said.
“All I’m saying is that with your music you could have an influence on people before they end up in trouble.
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I won’t offer you a tired admonition to avoid my path. I won’t advise you to stay on the straight and narrow. I won’t suggest that you make good choices. I won’t even tell you to do the right thing. You can get that kind of advice from teachers and parents and TV evangelists, and if you are like me, you wouldn’t listen anyway.
I just make one suggestion.
Know what path you’re on.
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Want me to drive?” Wade asks. “I won’t take any detours.”
I slam on the brakes and come to a dead stop right in the middle of the road. “Sure. Why not? My life is one big fucking detour,” I yell. Then I bang my head on the steering wheel and I can’t help it. I start to cry.
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