But you and I always remember things the same way.

I tell myself relationships are hard work. No one is perfect. There's no such thing as happily ever after.

I love him the most when we fight and I am scared that he will leave me.

I don't know if he's realized that I can't refuse him when he says my name like that.

I never know what to do to make you happy, do I?""You make me happier than any other person ever has," I say but he still won't look at me.

Sorry," I say. "You just look awful." He looks beautiful.

Finny never tells anyone how he is feeling; you just have to know him well enough to understand when he is sad or scared. Today his expression does not tell me how he feels about me being over here. Either he couldn't care less, or he could be annoyed.