The more I open up to him, the more I need him. The more I admit to myself that I need him, the most it hurts to know that I still don’t exactly have him.
Thank you for knowing exactly how to handle me, because sometimes I’m not even sure how to handle myself.
The line isn’t so black and white anymore. I’m pretty sure gray just became my new favorite color.
I wish I could explain how I feel, but nothing can explain this moment. Not a vase of stars. Not a book. Not a song. Not even a poem. Nothing can explain the moment when the woman you would give your life for sees her daughter for the very first time.
Now that I have you back, I’m never letting you go. That’s a promise. I’m not letting you go again.
Her lips are in close proximity to mine, so of course I have to kiss them.
Tears begin to well in my eyes. I have no idea how or if I even deserve him, but there’s one thing I know for sure. As long as he’s part of it, I’ll never live a life of mediocrity.
Regret is counterproductive. It’s looking back on a past that you can’t change. Questioning things as they occur can prevent regret in the future.
We’ve got an entire lifetime ahead of us to do things like get married. But sometimes things in people’s lives don’t happen in chronological order like they should. Especially in our lives. Our chronological order got mixed up a long time ago.
I know we shouldn’t be putting ourselves into a situation we’re only going to regret once it’s over.
My suck was losing my best friend to an eleven year old.
It’s odd when your best friend has an even better best friend.
If there are two people in this world capable of finding a way to love each other, it’s us.
Live. If you mix the letters up in the words like and love, you get live.
God, if just holding hands with him feels this intense, I can’t imagine what everything else with him would feel like.
Me: Why don’t you ever practice on your balcony like you used to? This question gets me immediate eye contact from him, but it doesn’t last. His eyes flicker across my face, down my body, and finally back to his phone. Ridge: Why would I? You’re not out there anymore.
There are three questions every woman should be able to answer yes to before they commit to a man. If you answer no to any of this question, run like hell.
She dips her spoon into her ice cream, then puts the spoon back in her mouth. I can’t stop staring at that spoon. I think I love that spoon.
I just wanna make sure that you don’t miss out on the things in life that are happening when you’re not thinking. Because believe me, those are the best things in life.
Most teenagers are stashing away cigarettes and weed – I stash away sugar.