gone.

I only want two things in this world. I want you. And I want us.

Kiss me like you’re losing me.

'continues to argue even once they realise they're wrong' squad

It is a tough time for giving. Yet tougher still for getting; It is a tough time forgiving Yet tougher still, forgetting.

There’s nothing wrong with reading a book you love over and over.

Sometimes I can’t see myself when I’m with you. I can only just see you.

I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.

Maybe I’m just hard to love.

I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.

You don’t miss him, darling. You miss the memories.