Stephanie Perkins Quote

I slide my hand between our mouths, just in time. His lipsare soft against my palm. I slowly, slowly remove it. No, Idon’t love Max anymore. But I don’t want to give you thisbroken, empty me. I want you to have me when I’m full,when I can give something back to you. I don’t have much togive right now.Cricket’s limbs are still, but his chest is pounding hardagainst my own. But you’ll want me someday? That feelingyou once had for me … that hasn’t left either?Our hearts beat the same wild rhythm. They’re playing thesame song.It never left, I say.