“I think of how it felt to lose him, slow and painful and confusing, and how it felt to wonder if I'd ever really had him at all.”
―
Katie Cotugno,
How to Love
“It's a myth that boys don't like to gossip.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“It occurs to me, not for the first time, that things change whether you're around to notice them or not.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“Nothing about you, my dear, has ever been lost on me.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“The hideous thing is this: I want to forgive him. Even after everything, I do. A baby before my 17th birthday and a future as lonely as the surface of the moon and still the sight of him feels like a homecoming, like a song I used to know but somehow forgot.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“My eyes had been closed for a few minutes when he said it: "I love you," he muttered, so quiet, like a prayer whispered into my neck. "Hmm?" I was nearly asleep myself, edges blurring; I was one hundred percent sure I'd misheard. "I love you." He said it again, clearer this time, right into my ear, breath tickling. I felt like a hydrogen bomb. I tried to be very still, but I knew he could feel my entire body tensing, a runner ready to begin a race -- Get set--Go. I opened my mouth, shut it again. Oh God.I did love him, is the awfulness of it. I'd loved Sawyer since the seventh grade, when Allie and I began keeping a list of the places we spotted him. I loved his quick, blistered musician hands and the honest soul he kept hidden safe under all his bravado, and I loved how I was still, every day, learning him. I loved his silly, secret goofy side and the way he had of making me feel like I was a tall tree, just from the way he looked at my face. I loved Sawyer LeGrande so much that sometimes I couldn't sit still for the fullness of it, but when I opened up my mouth to tell him so, nothing came out. I could do anything for him, I realized suddenly. I could give him anything. But not that. If I said that to him, I knew I could never get it back. "Go to sleep," I whispered, and he didn't say it again.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I like him so stupidly much.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...I hate myself for letting him know that I still think about him, that I carry him around inside my skin.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...the feeling of standing on the edge of a canyon and screaming, waiting for an echo that refused to come.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“ "Hey, Sawyer?" "Yeah? What’s up?" "I love you, you know that?" "I-…I do know that, actually. But- Jesus, Reena.” He laughs a bit, disbelieving. “It’s nice to hear.” It’s nice to say, I want to tell him, then realize I’ve got a whole country to say it. I’ve got a whole continent. I’ve got the whole world.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I am remembering so clearly how he looked when he was eight, when he was eleven, when he was seventeen. Sawyer and I were only together for a few months before he left, but he was my golden boy for so long before that he would have taken the guts of me with him even if we’d never been a couple at all.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I was trying not to lose you. But I lost you anyway.” ― Katie Cotugno, 99 Days
“I loved ... the honest soul he kept hidden safe under all his bravado, and I loved how I was still, every day, learning him.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...it occurs to me that one day was never meant to hold so much.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...somehow this seems inevitable, the natural course of things. Maybe he's a homing pigeon. Maybe I'm his home.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I didn't know how to let you go.” ― Katie Cotugno, 99 Days
“Kissing him feels familiar but also new, a song they haven’t played on the radio in a really long time.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“Wait, I almost shouted, but didn't, and that would be my burden to bear.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“It's a myth that boys don't like to gossip.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“It occurs to me, not for the first time, that things change whether you're around to notice them or not.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“Nothing about you, my dear, has ever been lost on me.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“The hideous thing is this: I want to forgive him. Even after everything, I do. A baby before my 17th birthday and a future as lonely as the surface of the moon and still the sight of him feels like a homecoming, like a song I used to know but somehow forgot.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“My eyes had been closed for a few minutes when he said it: "I love you," he muttered, so quiet, like a prayer whispered into my neck. "Hmm?" I was nearly asleep myself, edges blurring; I was one hundred percent sure I'd misheard. "I love you." He said it again, clearer this time, right into my ear, breath tickling. I felt like a hydrogen bomb. I tried to be very still, but I knew he could feel my entire body tensing, a runner ready to begin a race -- Get set--Go. I opened my mouth, shut it again. Oh God.I did love him, is the awfulness of it. I'd loved Sawyer since the seventh grade, when Allie and I began keeping a list of the places we spotted him. I loved his quick, blistered musician hands and the honest soul he kept hidden safe under all his bravado, and I loved how I was still, every day, learning him. I loved his silly, secret goofy side and the way he had of making me feel like I was a tall tree, just from the way he looked at my face. I loved Sawyer LeGrande so much that sometimes I couldn't sit still for the fullness of it, but when I opened up my mouth to tell him so, nothing came out. I could do anything for him, I realized suddenly. I could give him anything. But not that. If I said that to him, I knew I could never get it back. "Go to sleep," I whispered, and he didn't say it again.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I like him so stupidly much.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...I hate myself for letting him know that I still think about him, that I carry him around inside my skin.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...the feeling of standing on the edge of a canyon and screaming, waiting for an echo that refused to come.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“ "Hey, Sawyer?" "Yeah? What’s up?" "I love you, you know that?" "I-…I do know that, actually. But- Jesus, Reena.” He laughs a bit, disbelieving. “It’s nice to hear.” It’s nice to say, I want to tell him, then realize I’ve got a whole country to say it. I’ve got a whole continent. I’ve got the whole world.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I am remembering so clearly how he looked when he was eight, when he was eleven, when he was seventeen. Sawyer and I were only together for a few months before he left, but he was my golden boy for so long before that he would have taken the guts of me with him even if we’d never been a couple at all.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I was trying not to lose you. But I lost you anyway.” ― Katie Cotugno, 99 Days
“I loved ... the honest soul he kept hidden safe under all his bravado, and I loved how I was still, every day, learning him.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...it occurs to me that one day was never meant to hold so much.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“...somehow this seems inevitable, the natural course of things. Maybe he's a homing pigeon. Maybe I'm his home.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“I didn't know how to let you go.” ― Katie Cotugno, 99 Days
“Kissing him feels familiar but also new, a song they haven’t played on the radio in a really long time.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“Wait, I almost shouted, but didn't, and that would be my burden to bear.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
“Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.” ― Katie Cotugno, How to Love
