Our capacity to love grows with time. It grows with every new person who touches our lives. So I love you more because my heart is bigger.
All I wanted was to scoop you up in my arms and take you with me. I wanted to chase darkness where we could hide beneath the shadows of a million sunsets. If you could transcend time, why couldn’t we stop it? Why couldn’t our love be immortal?
You’re contumacious.
But Lautner makes me feel beautiful. It’s not lust, it’s more. I recognize it. It’s the way I look at a piece of art and see something nobody else does.
Only in complete silence can the whisper of true love be heard.
Being with her is my survival; loving her is effortless. She is the shining center of my universe and her love is the moon that pulls the tide of my heart.
We don’t love with our brains, we love with our hearts. We love on instinct. Love is undefinable and resides in all of us. There are no requirements to love someone. Daisy was my first love. Jenna was my last love. Morgan is my forever love.
Every situation had a little shelf in her head and she never took more than one thing down at a time, never mixed feelings, always kept a sense of control.
There’s no acceptance in watching someone die. There’s only a lifetime of regret from knowing you couldn’t stop it from happening.
If Amazon Prime offered a life, she would have one-clicked the hell out of it and selected recurring monthly delivery.
Control never lasted. Eventually the illusion of time, the pull of gravity, and catastrophic events reminded everyone of their mortality and their utter insignificance in the great big world. Life was nothing more than one lone blink. Here today. Gone tomorrow.
He leaned down next to her ear. “Today is my favorite day.” When he straightened his stance, pride danced along his curled lips. “I thought yesterday was your favorite day?” “It was. Yesterday.
Life is too short to hold in a single tear, a single laugh, a single breath. Biology is how we exist. Emotions are how we live.
I love you.” I let my emotions out. It’s true. I love him. Not like a lover. Not like a best friend – I don’t remember us that way. Not like a father. It’s hard to describe. I simply love him like Nate. And maybe the best way to describe it is to say that I love him like a piece of myself.
The only thing worse than living with regret, is dying with regret.
Griffins are mythical creatures – half eagle, half lion. They are believed to be loyal and protective of treasures and priceless possessions. What were the chances of finding a grocery store guy and a Griffin? Well done, Fate. Well done.
I don’t know if I’ll ever truly find my path again, but if I do, you’ll always be my favorite detour.
Are you high? There’s no such thing as right and left socks.” She held up two matching socks as if to prove her point.
No one on their deathbed says, “Remember how incredible it felt to make wise decisions?
Griffin doesn’t send me a dozen roses on my birthday. He hands me a single petal every day. Sometimes it’s a look. Sometimes it’s a whisper. And sometimes it’s opening my door, helping me out, and holding my hand all the way to the top of the steps.