Love fades.

It’s a tricky art, working with them in their purest form,” she mused. “Simultaneously simple yet infinitely complex.” It sounded like my relationship with Adrian.

Don't you know that I'd lie with you in the groves, under the light of the moon? That I'd defy the laws of gods and men for you?

Do you think I'm pretty? I think you're beautiful Beautiful? You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.

You know I love you, right?” The urge to kiss her goodbye was so strong that I almost broke our rules. She smiled, beautiful and golden in the late morning light. “Not as much as I love you.” “Oh, man. This is my dream come true: having an ‘I love you more’ debate. Here, I’ll start. I love you more. Your turn.” Sydney laughed and opened the door. “I’ve taken debate classes. You’d lose to my logic.