I think that love is like candy.””I don’t like candy either,” I say. He smiles at me and shakes his head. “I think anyone who says they don’t like candy just hasn’t found the right...

When you really love someone, you see all their mess and their brokenness and you love them anyway. In fact, seeing all of that sort of makes you love them more.

Not my finest hour,” he says, shaking his head.”You realize you did it for no reason,” I say. I tell him about talking to my dad and explain that I was crying because of that.”That...