Please Mia,"he implores. "Don't make me write a song. - Gayle Forman, If I Stay
"Please Mia,"he implores. "Don't make me write a song."
"Please Mia,"he implores. "Don't make me write a song."
"I remember watching it all and getting the tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like."
"I'm not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I'm not sure that I want to wake up."
"And now I am here, as alone as I've ever been. I am seventeen years old. This is not how it's suppose to be. This is not how my life is suppose to turn out."
"Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that’s what it’s like, I wouldn’t mind."
"Love, it never dies. It never goes away, it never fades, so long as you hang on to it. Love can make you immortal"