You say you love rain, but you open your umbrella. You say you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot. You say you love the wind, but you close your windows. This is why I am afraid, you say you love me too.
she was the kind of pretty that you didn't notice at first but once you saw her in the middle of the night with messy hair and tired eyes and tears dancing across her cheeks and dripping onto her mouth you would want nothing more than to kiss them away.
“You either like me or you don’t. It took me twenty-something years to learn how to love myself, I don’t have that kinda time to convince somebody else.” — Daniel Franzese Some good truth but perhaps wrong attitude.
It’s hard not to fall in love with someone when they see the mixed up parts of your soul. When they understand the darkest and dustiest corners of your mind. and they call because they know you’re not asleep.