and when he catches me off guard and says 'i love you' i catch him off guard and say 'i need your help.

I am breathing. In dreams, we never bother to breathe.

You could be the leaf that never falls from the tree you could be the sun that never leaves the sky this might be the happy ending without the ending this might be a reason to try

She has been hanging on to the hope of him for so long that she doesn't realize there isn't anything left to hope for.

When the shock wears off, you always hope there's understanding underneath.

Life goes on is a redundancy. Life is defined by its going on.

Things are going so well. We’re volleying words back and forth. Everything she says, I have something I can say back. We’re sparking, and part of me just wants to sit back and watch. We’re clicking. Not because a part of me is fitting into a part of her. But because our words are clicking into each other to form sentences and our sentences are clicking into each other to form dialogue and our dialogue is clicking together to form this scene from this ongoing movie that’s as comfortable as it is unrehearsed.