I have no idea why you flashed fake smiles, but cried real tears. – Dean Holder.
That’s the beauty of love, isn’t it? It comes in so many different forms, shapes, sizes, textures. And it’s ever changing.
Miles. You believe you took away that girl’s chance at happiness, and until you confront the past, you won’t ever move forward. You’re gonna be reliving that day every single day until the day you die, unless you go see for your own that she’s okay. Then maybe you’ll see that it’s okay for you to be happy again.
It’s beautiful. He’s beautiful. And somehow, with the way he’s looking down at me, I even believe I’m beautiful.
He’s still, because he’s listening to me. He’s listening to the beat of my heart. His head lifts off my chest in one swift motion as he locks eyes with mine. Whatever realization he’s just had causes his gaze to pierce mine with excitement.
I’m stupid. I’m a stupid, stupid girl.
Yet,” Miller quips. “And Grandma didn’t skip town. She died of a heart attack.” “Either way, she left me.
How do I tell him that as soon as I pulled away last year, I knew I’d made the biggest mistake of my life?
The problem? Heroines don’t need protecting. When.
This isn’t my excuse, this is my reality.
We’re all just people who sometimes do bad things. I guess that’s true in a way. No one is exclusively bad, nor is anyone exclusively good. Some are just forced to work harder at suppressing the bad.
My strength was overpowered by my weakness for you.
I’m crying too hard to admit it. I’m crying too hard to deny it.
I think about death a lot.
I realized tonight that love is full of so much ugliness and betrayal and maybe I don’t want anything to do with it.
The only thing that matters to me with you is the forevers.
I know that I loved the best versions of Jenny and Chris. But they fell in love with the worst versions of each other – the versions capable of betrayal and lies.
You need to accept that who you are, and the things that happen to you, are not one and the same.
I want to reach over and grab her hand to comfort her. I want to say something reassuring to her. If this were yesterday, I’m sure I would have done that without a second thought. But it’s not yesterday. It’s today, and Charlie and I are complete strangers today.
My eyelids flutter open and I didn’t even know kisses could really make eyelids flutter open.