I am not an angel,’ I asserted; ‘and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself.…
And next time you’re planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.
And next time you’re planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works…
I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body. I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you. I want to know convince you to design a smile just for me. Yes, I do want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend in the entire world.
I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and…
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.
If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.
You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.
You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves…
Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.
Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.
But love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation. Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack the courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life. We have to take love where we find it, even if that means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness.The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us. And to save us.
But love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life, we…
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could…
I’d learned that some things are best kept secret.
I’d learned that some things are best kept secret.
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