Is there something wrong?” he asked. She gave a short negative motion with her head. And then words, so sweet, like a cool northern breeze blowing off the lake. “You could hold me now.” It was almost his undoing. “Ah baby.

Never run out on me again. No matter what happens, you stay and fight. Yell at me, argue, throw something at me, whatever you want to do, but never walk away from me. Promise me that.

God, you have a beautiful laugh, and your smile. Jesus, it knocks the breath out of me." "You can't talk to me like that, nobody says things like that to a woman he just met. It's insane." "I just did. And I plan to keep saying them until you believe every word.

Maybe I didn't always know what I was missing, but it was you. Always you.

And you look beautiful without it, but I want you to feel just as beautiful as I see you.

If you don’t stay away from her I’ll rearrange that pretty face of yours. - Simon

Some crushes just never went away. They built, instead, into something permanent, obsessive and all consuming.