I wonder, what I could Do or say to make him like me. I wonder, what or who I need to be, to be his. I wonder, when just being me will be enough.
No one can accuse you of falling in love with the wrong person if inside you know he is the one.
It's so crazy, you walked into the room that day, just like every other day except this time my heart skipped a beat.
You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.
You can't just cling on to something because it's familiar.
You don't know what you mean to me, you don't have a clue, you can't tell by looking at me what I feel for you.
I may hate myself in the morning But I'm gonna love you tonight.
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!
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?
I don't know which is worse, keeping your love for someone a secret or telling them and risk being rejected.
Maybe I'm so caught up in getting over him I don't notice the perfect person that is sitting right in front of me... actually I'm starting to think he is standing up and doing a dance.
The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish your feelings - words shrink things that seem timeless when they are in your head to no more than living size when they are brought out. -Stephen King