I promise. I promise, you have my heart, and you have me. You will always have me.

The heart is a hollow muscle, and it will beat billions of times during our lives. About the size of a fist, it has four chambers: two Atria and two ventricles. How this muscle can house something as encompassing as love is beyond me. Is this heart the one that loves? or do you love with your soul, which is infinite?I don't know. All I know is that I feel this love in every molecule in my body, every breath I take, all the infinity in my soul.

Larger than life itself, and I can’t even believe this striking creature was once a little bit mine.

I want your hands on my head.” I nod and edge back to make room for him. “Does it calm your racing thoughts?” He shakes his head, then takes my hand and spreads it open over his wide chest, his voice textured as he traps my gaze with his. “It calms me here.

You tie me up in knots. I want to play you a thousand different songs so you can get a clue of what... I feel inside me.

It feels like he's marking me. Like he's preparing me for something monumental. That could both change and ruin my life.

You are going to love me until I die. I’m going to make you love me even if it hurts, and when it hurts, I’m going to make it better, Brooke.