Every time you love someone, you put not just your faith in them, but your faith in everything to the test.

That strange, twisted, torn love. That conflict between what your heart knows is right and what your mind is told is right.

I'm not a very happy person," I told him."But sometimes I can trick myself into thinking I am.

Honestly, I'm just trying to live day to day

It was like everyone suddenly knew what mattered. Money didn't matter. Politics didn't matter. Tabloid news didn't matter. No-compassion mattered. Calm mattered. Respect mattered. Did it really take something of this magnitude to make us realize this?

And as we drift into sleep, I feel something I’ve never felt before. A closeness that isn’t merely physical. A connection that defies the fact that we’ve only just met. A sensation that can only come from the most euphoric of feelings: belonging.

People are rarely as attractive in reality as they are in the eyes of the people who are in love with them. Which is, I suppose, as it should be.