We’re so undefined, so fleeting and fragile and new, but I don’t think he could belong to anyone else, and I couldn’t belong to anyone else but him.
I believe,” I say slowly, “that everyone you meet leaves an imprint on you. By the end of your life, that imprint has shaped who you are and what life you’ve lived. So, I guess it’s kind of the same thing.
To rise from the ashes only to have them rain on you from above.
I ached for him, every second of the day, like I was nursing a wound that just wouldn’t heal.
Because he was so, so wrong about hearts and buildings being different. They are the same. They are structures that keep us safe, that shield us from the elements. And the minute they start to falter, everything else is at risk. A heart can be condemned, just as a building can be. A heart can be destroyed by a sledgehammer disguised as rejection, by a bulldozer masquerading as a careless word. A heart can be blasted to pieces and ruined to the ground.
Valerie,” I whisper to her. “Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me, and I’ll tell ye I love you more.
God didn’t create monsters. Monsters created themselves.
Man, if looks could kill then I was trying to commit a triple homicide with mine.
It’s true what they say about red-headed chicks, you know, they all have a wee bit of crazy in them.
My love for him was hitting me like a brick and along with it came my insecurities and the desperate need for his love in return. I hoped I hadn’t come up for air only to drown again.
You’re everything I’ve been looking my whole life for and you’ve been right in front of me all this time. My heart, my everything, it belongs solely to you.
Sometimes it’s the easiest, most simple things in life that bring you the most joy. The good, pure kind of joy that just makes you feel human and proud of it.
We’re all just broken children covering our guilt with adult clothing. We make peace with our guilt or we don’t but either way, we keep moving on. Please, move on with me. Be with me. I – I can’t do this without you. I have a home in your heart and a love that won’t stop bleeding. I need you in my life, you are my life, you are my sun that I’ve waited too many winters for.
You are my life and you are my everything and you are my love,” he says gently. “You have shaken me to my very soul, rattled the bars around my heart, and I am yours, Maggie, I am yours.
Always more, never less.
No one is looking out for you or your child but you.
Our love is permanent and she is stardust in my hands.
It’s not magic, Perry. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known and before you say anything, you’ve always been that way to me.
Everything has a new meaning with you.
Bram, Linden, and Lachlan McGregor. The Scottish trifecta of hot guys.