Layken Cooper, I love you. I’ve loved you since the second I laid eyes on you and I haven’t stopped loving you for a second since.
Nothing in my life has ever felt so good yet hurt so achingly bad.
I don’t want her to feel nothing when I kiss her. I want her to feel everything.
My sweet is that me and Kel are finally brothers. My suck is that I now know what Will and Layken did during their honeymoon.
I want to tell you exactly how I feel but there isn’t a single goddamned word in the entire dictionary that can describe this point between liking you and loving you, but I need that word. I need it because I need you to hear me say it.
I want you to hear me love you.
I want you to remember who you are, despite the bad things that are happening to you. Because those bad things aren’t you. They are just things that happen to you. You need to accept that who you are and the things that happen you, are not one and the same.
Lust is the best of all the deadly sins.
Hurts to see you everyday Cupid shuts his eyes and shot me twice Smell your perfume on my bed Thoughts of you invade my head Truths are written, never said And if I can’t be yours now I’ll wait here on this ground Till you come, till you take me away Maybe someday Maybe someday.
Time has completely stopped, and all I’m thinking about while we kiss is how this is what saves people. Moments like these with people like her are what make all the sufferings worth it.
There will never be a maybe someday.
To me, lyrics are harder to write when you have to invent the feelings behind them. That’s when lyrics take a lot of thought, when they aren’t genuine.
Kisses like his should come with a warning label. They can’t be good for the heart.
I can’t explain to you how perfect this girl is. And when I say perfect, I mean imperfect, because there’s just too much wrong with her. But everything wrong with her is everything that draws me in and makes her perfect.
I’m not giving up You’re not giving in This battle will turn into a war Before I let it come to an end.
I love you because of you. Because of every single thing about you.
I lie back on my pillow and think back to that day. The day that I fell for my wife.
Say it’s wrong, but baby, it feels right.
I used to think the best part of me died with Les, but the best part of me is standing right here in front of me.
There isn’t a doubt in my mind that we could be perfect for each others life, Sydney. It’s our lives that aren’t perfect for us.