You'd rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person.
I think I see the difference now, between loving someone from afar and loving someone up close. When you see them up close, you see the real them, but they also get to see the real you.
Happiness is a Slurpee and a hot pink straw.
It's the imperfections that make things beautiful.
But the little things are what make up life
I need you to know that no matter what happens, it was worth it to me. Being with you, loving you. It was all worth it