295 Quotes About Young-love

Crazy, crazy kids on a crazy night, a night for pink balloons all over the sky and a candyfruit tree at the end of the street, and he rocked his girl in his arms, sugartight, and he was king of the moon and the streamers and popcorn.

I'll have you know I was wildly in love with Ford long before he was dangerous. No one truly loves like a fourteen-year-old girl.

What’re you doing?” I threw my arms around his neck, securing myself to him. “I’m carrying you home,” he said firmly, his voice shaken. “But it’s two more blocks. You can’t carry me that far,” I argued.“I can and I will,” he insisted. “Let me help you Beth, please.” Instantly I relaxed into his arms. It may have been my lack of options, or that I felt weak in the knees every time he said my name; either way, I didn’t argue. I knew I was safe with him.

You see, she learned to love him one summer (...) so she put her love away in a corner of her heart, and tried to forget it, hoping it would either die, or have a right to live.

He looked at her, and he loved her. That was all he wanted to be—the boy who saw a girl and never stopped seeing her, the boy whose love never grew stagnant.

The spiritual and the physical had been blended in us with a perfection that must remain incomprehensible to the matter-of-fact, crude, standard-brained youngsters of today. Long after her death I felt her thoughts floating through mine. Long before we met we had had the same dreams.

I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on

I suppose you cannot hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.

Our love was a river, always changing under the mercy of nature’s elements, but we continued to flow, even when we trickled.