Today, I hate wondering how you are.

It's not the fall that kills you. It's the sudden stop at the end.

I've been driving along this road for too long, just trying to find my way back home.

It's crazy how you think you actually meant something to someone and they just turn around and prove you wrong.

Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I have ever known.

I wish I hadn't cried.

Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.

And you were wrong when you said I was beautiful, when you said I was perfect. Because when you love something, you have a weakness. Can't be perfect if you're weak. So I guess you were wrong about that too.
I know how it feels to be no the edge of your bed, your head buried in your hands, wishing everything would end.

You're a perfectly bound book written in ten different languages, all of them beautiful but none of that I understand. 

You walk around like you're okay. Maybe you're not, at least not today. The sun's not shining, but there is no rain. The feeling of missing you is driving me insane.

You get in the biggest fights with the people you care most about because those are the relationships you are willing to fight for.

Don't mind me. I'm just watching you two from the closet, wishing to be the friction in your jeans.

Do what you love and you will find someone who loves the same thing.

Do you know what perfection is? My first name with your last.

Excuse the absence, you're quite enduring.

If you can't explain it simply, you don't understand it well enough.

Looking at photos of you still takes my breath away.

Why waste a perfectly good flower when you know he loves you not?

I am not young enough to know everything.

We all have good reasons for leaving.

My head is currently a horrible place to be.

You don't think I could love you but I could and I will and I do.

The hard part isn't making the decision. It's living with it.

We sat back to back, trying to think each other's thoughts - pretending clairvoyance, when it only made sense that his whole mind would be full of me and mine would be full of him.

They say they`re done; she`s seeing someone new and he`s dating a friend. But you hear it in her voice and see it in his eyes: it`s not over, not yet.

When you have to do the right thing, you don't worry about what happens next. You just do it and you trust that doing the right thing will get you through somehow. You don't worry about dying because living with it is worse. 

You're all kinds of beautiful.

She's the type of girl who loves boys, but can’t say the right thing to make them love her back

Did you know that she hates it when she goes a whole day without speaking to you?

Go on, date her, and one day when you wake up and realize I was the only one for you, don't you dare come back to me. My arms are not going to be wide open and welcome whenever you please. I was once yours, but now I'm gone.

What do you think of when you hear the names Romeo & Juliet? I think of true love. Let’s make everyone think that when they hear you and me.

"So you believe in second chances now ?" he asked clarifying . "I believe, " i said , "in however many chances you need to get it right."

It's not who you are that holds you back, it's who you think you're not.

It's not what they call you, its what you answer to.

Never apologize for showing feeling. When you do so, you apologize for the truth.

An insult didn't have to be shouted at you to make you bleed; a vow didn't have to be whispered to make you believe it. Hold a thought in your head and that was enough to change the actions of anyone and anything that crossed your path.

And the world's got me dizzy again. You'd think after eighteen years I'd be used to the spin, but it only feels worse when I stay in one place so i'm always pacing around or walking away.

Sometimes we don't move on. It's kind of like if someone was to dig a huge hole in the street. The first few times, you would forget its there and fall into it and get pretty banged up, but as time goes on, you remember that its there and start reminding yourself to just 'walk around it'.

Take pride in how far you have come and have faith in how far you can go.

Don't judge people by how they act when they know people are watching. Judge them by how they act when they think people aren't.

Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.

Love is when 12 people are calling your name and the only one you hear is him.

The best relationship is when you both know you're in love with each other yet you remain friends, where feelings grow stronger everyday.

I like when we sit next to each other and your leg fits perfectly against mine. I like when our feet bump and we don't apologize. I like this comfort. I like this closeness. I like you.

That's the difference between me and the rest of the world... happiness isn't good enough for me. I demand euphoria.

And, maybe, someday you'll write me a song too. 

Beauty isn't from pretty face, but from pretty mind, pretty heart, and pretty soul.

You know what I want more than anything in the world right now? To talk to you, to be with you, this very instant. I want to sit across from you Indian style and look into your eyes and see for myself exactly how they change color in the light. I want to hold your hand in the palm of mine, and trace every line with my fingertips.

Knowing that someone's wrong for you doesn't change the way that you feel.

This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.

We can cure physical diesases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love.

I wish you knew how much this hurts. But then again, no, I don't. It would be too embarrassing to have you know that I cry at night, that I wish you were there, that I pretend I'm holding your hand, and that I relate all these sad songs to you.

And then i felt sad because i realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed.

It's funny how when God takes away what you love most, he tends to take away the people you love most too.

I don't wanna be just friends. That's something I can't understand. I don't wanna be just friends. Not now, not ever. Those two words are bullets in my chest "just friends".

I can't help it. I can't help caring. I'm forced. I'm too weak to restrain myself from you. I can't help looking for you in a crowd. I can't help thinking of you in the middle of night, day, or anytime at all. I can't help wishing that you would love me. I can't help waiting until the moment we talk again. I can't help wanting to be more than just friends. I can't help the way I love you, although I wish I could. Sometimes I just wonder why I love you the way I do but I don't have a reason. I just simply fell in love with you.

It's one of those feelings. The ones where you get the good kind of goose bumps in 90 degree weather. You sit there thinking about him and you can't help but smile whenever you see him, he takes your breath away. You'd rather spend the rest of your life, sitting there with him than winning the lottery or becoming famous because, when you're with him, you have everything.

You can't deny it, things have changed. 

There will come a day when you will feel horrible and you'll want to give up on this life and everything else, when that day arrives save yourself some trouble and don't do a thing, just take a nap.

I looked at you today, and for the first time, you didn't look like the boy I fell in love with. You looked hard, cold. Like you changed after we broke up. I knew then, you weren't the one that changed, I was.

Sometimes, I wish that I was the weather; you'd bring me up in conversation forever.

I love it when a guy can hit on you, but in a cute way. Like he won't call you sexy or hot like a piece of meat. Instead, he tells you, "You know you're very pretty, right?" and then smiles and walks away - leaving you flabbergasted.

 To love and be loved, that is something I wish for.

There's some illogical part of me that still believes that if you want Superman to show up, first there's got to be someone worth saving.

I guess it's because I can't help but to remember everything. I mean you see somebody and you think about all they've ever said and done the good and the bad it all comes back to you, and it feels so right and hurts so bad all at once.

And without him, I didn't feel the simplicities in the world anymore. The sky was just the sky, and I was just a girl. And without him, neither seemed quite as exquisite and beautiful.

Maybe things do happen for a reason, maybe they don't. But no matter what, they still happen.

The thing is, life is random. Sometimes it's tragic, and totally messed up. But there's one thing that makes all the drama and tears worthwhile. If you're lucky enough to find someone you love, who loves you back, it's a gift.

I will always love you, so go easy on yourself.

Today, I hate good intentions.

You are like the brightest, most beautiful sunset to me.

This time it’s different. I'm not eating ice cream. I’m eating a hamburger. I’m not watching the notebook. Instead I’m watching spongebob. I’m not listening to taylor swift. I’m blasting some 30H!3. This time it’s different; it was my fault. 

When I was a kid, most of the advice that my dad gave me was crap. But there's one thing that he said that was pure genius... he said, if you're ever with a girl that's too good for you, marry her. 

There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand.

Drop a heart, break a name.

You can't just plan a moment when things get back on track, just as you can't plan the moment you lose your way in the first place.

This is awkward. If I go away, so will the awkwardness.

Miss her when she's not there.

I like dead end signs. they're kind. They at least have the decency to let you know you're going nowhere.

There's just something about you I'm afraid to lose because I know I won't find it in anyone else.

I love you but I'm not the answer to the questions that you still have.

It may be just a smile but it gets me everytime.

If you're going to love me, love me deeply. If you're going to break my heart, break it completely.

If you’re asking if I need you, the answer is forever. If you’re asking if I’ll leave you, the answer is never. If you’re asking what I value, the answer is you, and if you’re asking if I love you, the answer is I do.

You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip.

Even though you are a liar, if you told me, right now, that you loved me and that you were sorry, I'd believe you.

The greatest revenge to a woman who stole your man is to let her have him because the best man could never be stolen. 

Today I asked my parents how long they'd been married. My dad looked at my mom and said, "Not long enough."

Every sport has its limits and its rules. We can try to bend the rules, defend the rules, expand the limits, but eventually, the game will snap back to the way it was meant to be played.

She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad. And that's important--you know.
The thing is, we didn't have to hate each other for getting older, we just had to forgive ourselves for growing up.
Music expresses that which cannot be said, and which cannot be suppressed.
"You don't have very good luck do you?" "Not about things that matter" 

You'll try your whole life to understand how a single person can affect you as much as they do, but you'll never figure it out.
When you love someone, you'll do anything. You'll do all the crazy things that you can't explain. You'll shoot the moon, put out the sun, when you love someone.
"Do you think he's reading this?" "Sometimes I hope he does"

I never want you to think that you are anything less than amazing.

She did not giggle wildly and blush when she saw him, nor did she chalk his name on trees or write it on the walls of the bridge. She simply lived with his face in her heart.

Each of us represents a star in heaven. Sometimes we shine with the rest, sometimes we twinkle alone and sometimes, when we least expect it, we make someone's dreams come true.
And theres no way I would be able to describe the way I feel when I'm next to you. It's more than the butterflies and the week knees, even though thats partly it...It's like my heart is trying to jump out into your hands saying, "Hold me! Hold me! Don't leave 'cause I'm so afraid this feeling will leave me again'"
I'm shaking at your touch, I like you way too much.
I just remembered how your hand fits the curve of my waist, and how your smile fits the curve of my mind.
When you walk into a crowded room, I want to be the first person you look for.
Whatever our souls are made up of, his and mine are the same.
When eagles forget how to fly, and it's 20 below in July, and when violets turn red and roses turn blue, I'll still be in love with you.
Let's just sit together and see how long nothing lasts
When you have moments like that one you can't even imagine it won't stay that way.
You've got wits, you've got looks, you've got passion, but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight?
I was singing along, as I usually do, and I realized I was singing about you.
I spend 23 hours a day wondering whether we’re wrong for each other, wondering whether we've got the energy that we need to get through everything that we seem to get into, whether the baggage we both bring would sink a small ship. But in the 24th hour, I realize I’ve been thinking about her for 23 hours and I come back to there's something about her, I can’t stay away from. Something about her, that makes me want to love her.

"The only thing you taught me is that words can be beautiful."

Today, I hate expectations.

You were worth the fight. I just couldn't fight forever.

There is always going to be that one person you wish you could be with, even after knowing that they don't want to be with you.

He's always close enough to touch but never close enough to hold.

Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man.

Someday we'll wave hello and wish we'd never waved goodbye.

Funny how it rains all day.

The moment you feel like giving up, just remember why you held on for so long.
Everyone is always asking me what’s wrong, but I don’t even think it makes any sense. My heart just hurts.

No one belongs here more than you do.

I know, no matter how hard we both try and hide it. You miss me just as much as I miss you.
Maybe he'll want me tomorrow.
Well, the tears are starting to slow down now. The pain, however, remains constant.
I don’t want him to call me. I don’t want to talk to him, to have to hear his voice and try and figure out a way for him to not tell by my voice how much I miss him.
I know that after I left he sort of put me on this back shelf in his mind, this second row of his heart, but for me he'll never be anything but first.
Letting go: you want to rid yourself of that person, you want their face to stop appearing everytime you hear that certain song, and you want to not call them at 3am when your heart aches.

I sang her every Willie Nelson song I knew and we made love.
I've accepted the fact that we can't be, but I've also accepted that you're going to be that one person I carry with me for the rest of my life, the one that is always going to make my heart jump a little and my stomach tie up in knots no matter how happy I am otherwise... no matter how long its been.

You make my heart go tickle tickle.
One boy, one girl, two hearts beating wildly.
Forgiveness is never easy. Bitterness is easy; hatred is easy. But forgiveness, that is a tough one. 

Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and then go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive. 
I think I'd miss you even if we'd never met

You're the epitome of every attribute and quality that I've ever looked for in another person.

He could be anywhere in the world but he chooses to be with her because life is better with her by his side.
I wish you'd fall in love with me like Ken did with Barbie.
Leaving never hurts as much as being left behind. 

Today, I hate slings.

I do not understand how people can walk away from someone, in reality or conversation, and expect the other person to chase after them. Why must we, as people, challenge those we need so greatly? I refuse to believe that I will run to someone who walked away from me.

Maybe some people aren't meant to be in our lives forever. Maybe some are just passing through to teach us a lesson.

I need you. I don't know why but every now and then in my life for no reason at all, I need you.

I made you cupcakes for your birthday but you never showed up to the game.

You're easy. He's desperate. Have fun with that.

What made you think that he couldn't find the door in the morning when he found that bed so easily in the dark? 

It makes me happy to know that we ended on a good note.

You won’t realize just how many things remind you of a person until they become someone you no longer wish to remember.

I think I should know how to make love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints.

Don't take this personally because we were never really in love.

You smile makes me want to misbehave.

Crawl back to me. I dare you.

My dad took me to Paris for the weekend. We had the most amazing time. On the plane back to London he asked me, "Do you know why I took you to Paris, only you and me?" And I said, "Why?" And he said, "Because I wanted you to see Paris for the first time with a man who you know will love you for the rest of your life."

And I'm beginning to realize that I'm not who you need.Put your phone down and step away. Sorry honey, but he's not calling today.

If two past lovers can remain friends it's because they were either never really in love or they still are.

Your heart is my favorite shade of black.

Yeah, um... About your face? You should totally get that fixed.

I hate how, looking back, I only regret every decision I made.

And he'd never tell you but he can play guitar.

Welcome to broken hearted airlines. Thank you for crashing and burning with us tonight.

Fail. Be bad at things. Be embarrassed. Be vulnerable. Go out on a limb or two or twelve. You will fall and it will hurt but the farther you fall, the higher you rose and and the higher you rise, the clearer your future becomes.

If it doesn't hurt in the end, it was wasn't worth it in the beginning.

You don't always win your battles but its good to know you fought.

You're cold but you're beautiful. You're a mess but I like it that way.

And everyone's just spending all day thinking about someone who's thinking about someone else.

I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.

Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.

I think that every girl needs to date a sweet gentleman, a charming liar, a determined brain and a pretty boy to show her she deserves respect, flattery, intelligence and something beautiful.

But it was vile, and it was cheap, and you're beautiful but you mean nothing to me.

I made a list of wrongs and rights tonight and your number one on both sides.

Road signs and street lights are what guide you on your way. Distance doesn't seem to matter much when you have big dreams at a young age.

And that girl that's pretty to you is pretty to other people.

Our message is simple: where our music is welcome, we will play it loud. Where our music isn't welcome, we'll play it even louder.

 I never want to see you unhappy. I thought you'd want the same for me.

Today, I hate remembering Sunday,

Don't talk to her like that.

Now, I don't like using words like "forever" but I promise I'll love you until the end of today. And, in the morning, when I remember everything that you are, I know I'll fall for you again.

I plan on marrying that boy someday so he better plan his future accordingly.

You and I are going to be okay. You know that, right?

I want to meet a boy who will tell me that he thinks I look beautiful with my hair like this. Wavy and curly and five shades too dark for my skin tone. I want him to tell me to never straighten it nor curl it. That it's absolutely beautiful the way it is.

It's like a thousand paper-cuts soaked vinegar; the way I feel when I see him touching her.

I swear I didn't forget.

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the wind longs to play with your hair.

I love everything about you except that you're not mine.

I'm not afraid of trying again. I'm afraid of getting hurt for the same reasons.

Eff this, I'm going to Hogwarts.

And I wonder if you still dream about falling asleep next to me.

What do I look like? The Wizard of Oz? You need a heart? You need a brain? Go ahead. Take mine. Take everything I have.

So I guess we are who we are for many reasons and maybe we'll never know most of them. 

Because unlike you, I meant everything I said.

When you hold me in your arms, you hold me together.

A good friend will ask about your dating history. A best friend will blackmail you about it.

The way we kiss is my drug. When I'm with you, I believe in love.

He said, "If I had a nickel for every girl like you I've met, I'd have five cents."

Whatever, just hang up on me.

You don't need me and that's what's breaking my heart.

You can't make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them until they get nervous and give in.

I looked at him and he looked at me and, for a second, it's like we forgave each other for everything.

Remember: you don't have to be with a guy to  have your heart broken by him.

Just ask yourself one simple question, is he taking care of your heart?

Wherever you go, go with all your heart.

Of course I like the whole single, party, fun thing but sometimes I wouldn't mind the whole hugging, holding hands, I'm "his girl" kind of thing. 

This is black and white. Not grey, not cream. Black and white.

I can't say that I’m mad at you, because I’m not. I can't say that I hate you, because I don't. And I can't say that I’m done or that I’ll never talk to you again, because I know that I’m not and I know that I will. But I can say that I hope and that I pray, that if you really care about me at all, like you claim that you do, that you will stop setting me up, that you will stop saying things that you know you don't mean, and that from now on... whenever you know deep down that something is going to hurt me, please don't, just don't do it.

It`s like that school girl kind of love; the one where you chew on your pen and look out the window and imagine you two getting married. 

He stumbles over his words. Closes his eyes tightly. Breathes in. Breathes out. Almost loses his courage. "I love you," he says. "I love you so much it hurts." 

"Meet me"
I put my coat on.
I walked out the door, and felt the sharp spring breeze on my face.
It made my cheeks bright red.

"You look flushed"
You hugged me tight, but it was a friend hug.
I could hear the song coming from your I-pod.
 

"You look so pretty"
My back was against the wall.
Your arms were around me.
You buried your head in my neck.
I could feel your eyelashes when you blinked.
 

"You smell like chocolate"
It made me smile.
You looked at my lips, and kissed me for the first time.
The world was so quiet.


"I think... I... love you"
I cradled my phone by my ear.
I told you I loved you too, and you let out a
Breath of relief.
We stayed on the phone until we fell asleep.

"I’m outside."
I crept out the back door, and we sat in my car.
You kissed me.
You’d been gone so long.
I dried your tears, and you stayed quiet.
I promise never to leave you.
 

"Come over"
My mom drove me.
I had new lip gloss.
I’d checked the ingredients to make sure you weren’t allergic.
I knocked on the door.

"You’re always so warm"

It was midnight, and I’d walked to your house.
I promised to never lie to you again.
We held each other under your covers.
The stars on your ceiling glowed dimly.

"I’ll be there soon"
The tears flowed down my cheeks.
You held me so close, told me she was in a better place.
You sang.
You smelled like detergent and shampoo. I asked you where your bike was.
You told me you’d run over.
I gave you a puff of my inhaler.
You stopped wheezing.
 

"I hate not seeing you"
Our schedules clashed. We talked less and less.
I showed you some essays I’d written.
You skimmed the pages.
We fell asleep on the trampoline.

"Your hair’s different"
You stared at your Blackberry.
I told you I’d left it natural.
You finally looked at me and smiled.
You kissed me softly.

"I have to go"
You stopped kissing me, and put your shoes on.
I handed you your jacket, and you kissed my cheek.
I told you I loved you.
You smiled.

"We need to talk"
I told you I was at a bonfire.
You heard my teeth chatter.
You told me to put a coat on.
I said I’d call you when I got home.

"You’re different"
You said we should just be friends.
The world got blurry as my eyes filled with tears.
I couldn’t understand why you were doing this.
You were gone.

"I’ll love you forever, I promise."
I believed you.
I should’ve told you not to ruin this with promises.

Today, I hate many things.

This kind of existence is miserable. I would apologize but I don't think a "sorry" could fix this.

It's funny, the way a heart breaks. It seems like your world is crashing when, in reality, it's all in your head.

Who do you pray for before you go to sleep?

My dreams are so close, and yet so far away. Unraveling on the stage is my favorite part of the day. I stutter even on paper, but with the script, I know what to say.

You know you love someone when you want them, more that anyone else, to dry your tears for you.

He won't take the time to argue with someone who means nothing to him.

You know I'd go to the ends of the earth for you.

Here I am. Once again, I'm torn into pieces.

Life is just a lyric and love is just a rhyme.

I really shouldn't miss you but I can't let you go.

He had one of his dreams that night, and cried in his sleep for a long time, and Wendy held him tight.

Rah-rah. Ah-ah-ah. Ro-ma-ro-ma-ma. Ga-ga. Oh-la-la.  

Although we have been apart for a while, and now have different loves in our life, I still can't help wondering how your life is, and when I catch you glancing at me, I can't help but wonder if your heart beats a little faster, as mine does when I see you.

I think your heart grows back bigger, you know, once you get the hell beaten out of it.

I couldn't make him choose because I know he wouldn't choose me.

For a long time, you were it. I don't know why but it was you.

Thank you for missing me.

If this is what you want I'm fine with that but please don't ever come back; you had your chance.

One night, the moon said to me, 'If he makes you cry, why don't you leave him?' I looked at the moon and said, 'Moon, would you ever leave your sky?' 

Am I mad? That's your main concern after shattering my whole world? Mad for what? For breaking my heart? Or taking my innocence away? All the lies? Maybe for letting me put all my trust in you only to be betrayed? How about the fact that you didn't have the decency to tell me to my face? Or the way you think it's crazy that I'm crying over it, cause you think breaking up is no big deal? Am I mad? No. Of course not.

I'm supposed to be afraid of nothing.
Sometimes if you really want to make things work you have to keep you mouth shut and put your hurt aside.

Forget Edward or Jacob or Mike, I'm team Sirius. ;]
You say you don't love him, but I see it in your eyes that you want him, I know that you need him, I can tell by the look on your face when you see him that you still care, I know somewhere in your heart you wish he was there.
Promise me, that's all I want. Just a promise that you will never forget me. Tell me I changed you somehow. Let me know that I had an impact on your life. Promise me that you will always remember me. Losing you was hard enough, but I don't want to live knowing I meant absolutely nothing to you.
He turned around and looked right at me and said nothing, not even hi. It was as if the months we had spent together, the times I spent loving him just weren't important, as if they never happened.
I guess I've been wishing on her star because she got what I wanted.
Love? It's kind of complicated, but I'll tell you this ... the second you're willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy, that's love right there.
Try as you may, you can't make someone love you.
You just let me walk away without a fight... that's what hurts the most, I knew I would have waited and fought for you forever.
I guess I'm supposed to tell you have too much makeup on, your skirt is too short, and the boys are after only one thing. But you look beautiful.
But you never fought for me. 

Today, I hate lack of gum when its epically desired.

It's a lot easier to say you're angry than to admit you're hurt.

If you come over, I promise to have hot chocolate ready. We can snuggle up and sit by the fire. Or go outside and watch the moon rise higher.

Your chromosomes have combined beautifully.

It's hard to wait around for something you know won't happen, but it's even harder to stop waiting when you know it's everything you want.

Won't you come back home?

Just because he's the first guy to tell you that you're beautiful doesn't mean he's the only one who ever will. Please don't throw everything away for him.

I know how it feels to think of the right thing to say too late.

She won't forget him but she'll try.

She ran away with tears in her eyes. Boy, you just made an unbreakable girl break.

I never changed. You just lost interest.

'Cause your words are like bullets and I'm the way your weapons aim.

She calls him up; she's tripping on the phone line.

And when I see you, so many things flash by my eyes. My first kiss, my first heartbreak, the first time I settled for less than I deserved, the first time I compromised my beliefs for a boy, and the first time I thought I wasn't good enough. 

I didn't trip. I said hello to the floor with my face.

Boy, when you come around my guard goes up.

In a perfect world, you'd still be here.

Trying to forget someone you loved is like trying to remember someone you never knew.

You're playing with my heart and it's getting really lame. So choose what you want: the girl or the game.  

Two of the hardest tests in life: the patience to wait for the right moment and the courage to admit that you've waited for nothing.

I've seen nights without sleep and days without daylight.

I miss being eight when all he had to do was tag me for me to be it. 

 Cuddling on the coach, reading Harry Potter, would be the best night you could give me.

Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound. 

He can’t help but tell himself what a shame it must be to fall in love with someone like him.

Confidence is that voice inside your head telling you that you're capable of being what you're becoming.

"After all this time?" "Always,"

She's in love with the boy.  

Don't try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you are good, bad things can still happen and if you are bad, you can still be lucky.
It's not those who are there when you need them. It's who has been there the entire time.
Lets gaze at the stars until the sun decides to show. 

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.
More like you can't stop writing third grade run-on sentences because you can't remotely begin to describe something or someone so inherently amazing. But you're a writer. You can describe anything. That's what you do: pictures to words, events to words, words to even better words. But nothing seems right. 

It's not so bad. You're only the best I ever had. 

You can always tell when two people are best friends because they're always having way more fun than it makes sense for them to be having.
You know, I think a guy becomes friends with a girl and vice versa, because they are both attracted to each other when they first meet. And if they weren’t attracted to each other, they would never have given each other a second look.
No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.