I just want you to see you the way that I see you.
But you can’t hide from me, Lyric. I’m learning you. I want to learn more.
I feel safe with you.
I won’t hurt you, Lyric. I don’t want you to be afraid. I want you to know what it feels like to have someone love you.
You’re afraid that I’m different from everyone else.
I feel beautiful when you look at me.
True friendship has no boundaries. No parameters. And certainly has no conditions.
I don’t particularly want to get my heart broken.
For God’s sake, don’t hug me.
Words are just words. The evidence is in how you act, how you react.
You need to worry less about what everyone else thinks and focus on what makes you happy.
Bad things happen to good people all the time. It sucks. It’s not fair but then much of life isn’t fair. It’s how you live that matters. It’s how you deal with the bumps in the road.
Some crushes just never went away. They built, instead, into something permanent, obsessive and all consuming.
Maybe I didn’t always know what I was missing, but it was you. Always you.
Love made her patient. It made her hopeful.
My attitude is born out of necessity. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve made decisions I regretted. I know what it’s like to live with regret. I live with it everyday. But if I let it take over, I’d never get out of bed in the morning.
He did and said all the right things. Things that went straight to her heart, and worse, they inspired the one thing that she’d given up along time ago. Hope.
Most of all, I want you to know without a doubt that I’ve got your back. And your front. And your sides. I’ve got all of you and I’m not letting go.
He was better than any drug, any remedy for her illness.
And maybe that’s was her biggest crime of all. Making him fall in love with her.