Hold her for me. Hold her tight. Don't let her be lonely. Don't let her hurt. Please.

I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.

I held his gaze. I could see the storm in his eyes. I knew he was confused. I could see the fear. Then there was the love. I saw it. The fierceness in his eyes. I believed it. I could see it clearly. But it was too late now. The love wasn't enough. Everyone always said that love was enough. It wasn't. Not when your soul was shattered.

My chest expanded and I suddenly wanted to beat on it with my fist. The girl was making me go all caveman." -Marcus Hardy

Not everyone sees you the way you do. Sometimes our imperfections are what makes us special. - Tripp

Too late. I’ve already seen the blush. Stop trying to hide it from me. I think it’s adorable.

She wouldn't come back. She hated me. She hated Nan. She hated my mom. She hated her father. She wouldn't come back here... but God, I wanted her to.