We love each other like matches in the dark. We don't talk, we catch fire instead

Dreams have a hard time surviving when confronted with reality.

I don’t want there to be things you “love about me”, I want you to love “all of me”.

Each beat of your heart is a small miracle, you know, so don't get carried away.

We love each other like matches in the dark. We don't talk, we catch fire instead

I love you crookedly because my heart's been unhinged from birth. The doctors gave me strict instructions not to fall in love: my fragile clockwork heart would never survive. But when you gave me a dose of love so powerful - far beyond my wildest dreams - that I felt able to confront anything for you, I decided to put my life in your hands.

The torment of love can transform people into wretched monsters