94 Quotes by Lisa Schroeder

Joy, not sorrow.Laughter, not tears.Life, not death.Love, not blame.

Lunch can wait. Everything can wait. Time to run.

Ill lose myself in the pain. It might not make sense. But it works.

I look at him and realize, maybe I overreacted. Maybe more than once.

Heads: This girlTails: That girl

He cups my facewith both handsleans in,eyes lingering asweet secondbefore his lips are there on mine,teasing, playing, tasting, kissing.When he pulls away,I'm breathless.He nuzzles my ear."Now that's thrilling."You got that right.

It makes no sense. Please, help me. I need it to make sense.

When you meet someoneso different from yourself,in a good way,you don’t even have to kissto have fireworks go off.

WRAP ME UPI shiver.He pulls away."Are you cold?" he asks."A little.Plus... you know.""What?""Um... your kisses?"He laughs,pulls me downonto the blanketand wraps his armsand legs around me.Perfect.My kind of blanket.