I think it's weird when I love you, I think it's weird when I want you, when you don't even know I'm there!
Anything dropped on the floor will roll over to the most inaccessible corner.
Our scars have the power to remind us that the past is real.
A kiss is just a kiss till you find the one you love... a hug is just a hug till you find the one your always thinking of... a dream is just a dream till it comes true... love is just a word till it's proven to you.
My world was black and white until the day you walked through the door and into my heart...
The truth is no matter who broke your heart, or how long it takes for it to heal, you won't get through it without your friends.
There's a smile on my face but I don't know why it's there... I put it on to satisfy all the people that don't even care.
Why is it that no matter how many times I remind myself that we can't be together, I still won't let myself fall for anyone else?
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
You are terrified of being alone... and all the while your best friend is knocking outside.
I'm just learning how to smile, and that's not easy to do.
I don't know which is worse, keeping your love for someone a secret or telling them and risk being rejected.