You don’t forget. You just move past it. Let go. Be who you were supposed to be instead of who they make you feel like you should be

No. I just never wanted to throw them away. Even if they were broken. I still loved them.

I’m pretty certain my worthless heart shatters inside my chest, and she steals one of the pieces. If it didn’t already belong to someone else I probably would have handed her all the pieces right then and there.

You left me, ripped out my heart, and then came back acting like a robot, and you know what? We made it through. You and I, good or bad, belong together. We make each other whole.

He laughs, sucking his lip ring into his mouth. "I promise I'll go easy on you." A naughty feeling dances inside me. "What if I don't want you to go easy on me?

I'll always be with you, inside and out," she reads. "Through hard times and helpless ones, through love, through doubt.

Pretend all you want, pretty girl. You and I know that deep down you’re secretly glad to be pressed up to my body.