He loves me. But I love you. But you love her. It’s always that way, isn’t it? You’re willing to wait for her just like I’m willing to wait for you… just like he’s willing to wait for me. Someday, we all might turn around and realize what we had in front of us all along. Someday, we might not.But until then, we’re all stuck at waiting.

No one could love a lonely girl, not unless she had the right kind of lonely

It is never just a kiss.It is the marriageof two mindsthat have decidedthey can standeach other‘s arrogance.

He was broken in the best way – in a way that made me stop and stare and want to love him.

I want to ruin you in the ugliest way imaginable so that someday, when you have to tell your children about me, it will take every breath you have to hide the catch in your throat

I love how you know there's a dozen things that's wrong with me but you still say I'm just fine. It makes me think that there are really no monsters So terrifying they can't be loved.

We were lovers and enemies and the best of friends. At times, it was one more than the other. At times, we were all of them all at once. But there have been times, I admit, when we were two complete strangers struggling to live with each other. At times, we felt like We were just each other‘s habit.

I won't throw you out of your orbit. I won't seize the stars. I won‘t obliterate the sun. I won‘t crush the moon. But I will hold your hand.