If you were mine, I would never let you go.
Sawyer: Alone in your tent? Um, no. You're in my tent
In my search to find myself, I’d found so much more. I knew now why I wanted to live. I understood love. I had found it.
Blaire, even if all we do is kiss or just lay there and talk, I'm okay with that. I just wanted you up here. Close to me.
She was the rock in a world that was crumbling
She wasn't mine. She hadn't been mine for a long time. She shouldn't be here and I shouldn't have asked. So instead of reassuring her, I kept leaning agains the tree looking like the devil and hoping she turned and ran. ~ The Vincent Boys