Take a Bow

We’ve been focusing so much on getting there that we haven’t been enjoying the ride

It’s the uncertainty of being accepted that creates the drama in our lives.

I don't want to ruin our friendship and what we have but I cannot for another minute stand in front of you without you knowing exactly how I feel. Because I can't see past you. You are everything to me.

I wouldn’t change a thing Because all those things led me to this place And to you

I can’t wait to see what I can do, now that I’m no longer standing in my own way.

I’m an idiot for thinking that one performance would change anything. Maybe I should stop writing songs and start writing fiction.

My life has been one big audition.

A work in progress. And the possibilities are endless.

Jack throws his hands up. “Okay, is this some kind of a joke? Seriously, you are being the voice of reason here? I can’t handle this. Please start freaking out.

I look at the hundreds of algebra problems facing me in the next three days. And here I thought I’d figured out the equation to my happiness.

Friend is the worst word you can hear when professing your love to someone.

So …” Jack clears his throat. “We …” Is Jack Coombs at a loss for words? I guess we don’t have to worry about the performance since the world is clearly going to end.

You've got to step up, Emme. They need to hear your voice, hear you. You're better than being stuck in the background.

Son las letras lo que se me da fatal. [...] ¿Acerca de qué voy a escribir? No sé ni una palabra del dolor ni el sufrimiento. Ni del amor.

Yo finjo. Llevo haciéndolo toda la vida. Lo he hecho tanto tiempo que ya no sé quién soy.

Las voces de mi cabeza empiezan a acallarse cuando me siento a su lado. Solo una sigue gritando. Aún me queda una cosa por decirle. Por desgracia, se me ha agotado el valor. De modo que, mientras la abrazo, pienso para mí: Emme Connelly, te quiero. Estoy enamorado de ti desde el día que te conocí.