The things that knock you down in life are tests, forcing you to make a choice between giving in and remaining on the ground or wiping the dirt off and standing up even taller than you did before you were knocked down.
Then this girl completely shatters the window to my soul and crawls inside.
I’ll never be able to give you everything you deserve, but I’ll definitely spend the rest of my life trying.
She deserves to be kissed by someone who loves her. Someone who spends every waking moment trying to do everything right by her. Someone who would rather die than see her hurt. She doesn’t deserve to be kissed by anyone other than me.
He got one of those intelligent phones. Now he’s trying to twit the President.
And once again in my new world full of heartache and lies, this hopeless boy somehow finds a way to make me smile.
Words can sometimes have a far greater effect on a heart than a kiss.
If I took every romantic poem, every book, every song, and every movie I’ve ever read, heard or seen and extracted the breathtaking moments, somehow bottling them up, they would pale in comparison to this moment. This moment is incomparable.
Never in all my life and in all my years of living in a world of silence have I wanted to hear something as much as I want to hear her sing right now. I want to hear her so bad it physically hurts.
I don’t want to be someone’s second choice.
You, baby girl. You’re my final piece.
I’ve loved Hope since we were kids. But tonight? Tonight I fell in love with Sky.
For once in my life, I was here and nowhere else.
My eyes trail from his hand to the tattoo written in small script across his forearm. Hopeless.
But I’m not falling in love with her piece by piece anymore. I’m in love with the whole girl. Every single piece of her.
Your heart is so beautiful and someday someone is going to love that heart like it deserves to be loved.
I kiss her every way I can possibly kiss her, because I plan on loving her every way I can possibly love her. Every single time we refused to cave in to our feelings in the past makes this kiss completely worth the sacrifices.
I’m pretty sure my addiction to reading has just reached a whole new level.
I love how you aren’t weird and awkward, despite the fact that you’ve been severely cut off from socialization to the point where you make the Amish look trendy.
What you want to do tonight? I read Daniel’s text and respond. Sorry. Plans. WTF, puss flap!? No! Me. You. Plans. Can’t. Pretty sure I have a date. Sky? Yep. Can I come? Nope. Can I be your date next Saturday, then? Sure, babe. Can’t wait, sugar.