āLines that have made me cry at one pointā starters!
Feel free to change any names/pronouns!
āI found love where it wasnāt supposed to be.ā
āGive us more to see.ā
āWhat did I give you?ā
āI want to move on, I want to explore the light.ā
āI want to know how to get through, through to something new. Something of my own.ā
āYouāre a good person, Peter. Itās such a weakness.ā
āIs he- is this real?ā
āHowever you live thereās a part of you always standing by, mapping out a sky.ā
āHow do we feel in that photograph and how can we feel it again?ā
āMaybe Iāve done enough.ā
āYour golden child grew up.ā
āFor the first time, I see an image of my brokenness, utterly worthy of love.ā
āI finally see myself through the eyes of no one else.ā
āYouāve got a second chance. You could go home.ā
āYouāve got a warm heart, youāve got a beautiful brain, but itās disintegrating.ā
āI was just a kid who grew up strong enough to pick this armor up, and suddenly it fit.ā
āI was little, I was weak, I was perfectly nieve, and I grew up too quick.ā
āI wonāt let you in, I swore never again.ā
āI canāt afford, no, I refuse to be rejected.ā
āBut I canāt let you see all that I have to lose.ā
āHere I am, pry me open. What do you want to know?ā
āEverything was fine until you came around.ā
āMan, you really brought me back down.ā
āAfter all you put me through, donāt say it wasnāt true, that you were not the monster that I knew.ā
āAnother summer day is come and gone away in Paris and Rome, but, I want to go home.ā
āI canāt call you a stranger, but I canāt call you.ā
āYou may hate me, but I canāt hate you.ā
āI wonāt replace you.ā
āThe way she tells me Iām hers and she is mine, open hand or closed fist would be fine.ā
āIf youāre still breathing, youāre the lucky ones.ā
āLet me tell you something you already know. The world aināt all sunshine and rainbows.ā
āI have never known anyone who actually believed that I was enough.ā
āSmile, my boy, itās sunrise.ā
āI wish I knew how to quit you.ā
āYou, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But, it aināt about how hard you hit. Itās about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.ā
āSāthat motive enough for ya?ā
āIsnāt it lovely how artists can capture us?ā
āYou would have liked her. Honey, Iām wrong- you would have LOVED her.ā
āYou canāt trick me anymore.ā
āBut, for what itās worth, Peter, I really am sorry.ā
āYou didnāt see that coming?ā
āItās been a long, long time.ā
āWhat if all the things Iāve done weāre just attempts at earning love?ā
āGeorge misses Marie. George misses a lot. George is alone.ā
āNo, I donāt think I will.ā
āSo, you better run for cover when the pup grows-ā *gunshot*
āI could look at him forever.ā
āWhat if who I hoped to be was always me?ā
āWhy are there so many songs about rainbows and whatās on the other side?ā
āIs a better home awaiting in the sky?ā
āMy love, are you sitting down?ā
āIt felt like my life, but a better version.ā
āI held onto my life and who I was with you.ā
āWe could just kiss like real people do.ā
āGeorge would have liked to seen people out strolling on Sunday.ā
āChimerical. C-H-I-M-E-R-I-C-A-L. Highly unrealistic, widely fanciful.ā
āI think dad is angry, ma, and I do not know what to do.ā
āI think he takes out on me what he wants to take out on you.ā
āHow I wish you were home.ā
āNothing can make sense of all these things Iāve done.ā
āNo, Iād rather pretend Iām something better than these broken parts. Pretend Iām something better than this mess that I am.ā
āCause what if everyone saw? What if everyone knew? Would they like what they saw? Or would they hate it too?ā
āI think Iām made of stone.ā
āI should be feeling more.ā
āYou can still be what you want to.ā
āItās just medicine.ā
āSeeing all the parts but none of the whole.ā
āAnd it burns inside his eyes.ā
āAnd you catch him now and then.ā
āSo you want him even more.ā
āBut heās never really there.ā
āWe do not belong together.ā
āWe do not belong together, and we should have belonged together.ā
āI care about many things.ā
āThings, not people.ā
āWho am I to say what any of this means?ā
āI have been sleepwalking since I was fourteen.ā
āI have been half myself for more than half my life.ā
āFall in love again, and again, and again.ā
āAre you going to age with grace?ā
āYou taught me the courage of stars before you left.ā
āWho cares what you are listening to, itās who youāre listening with.ā
āItās sad but true how much I miss you. I miss you, Cecily Smith.ā
āLife is not the things that we do, itās who weāre doing them with.ā