She nodded... and was about to turn away. Then, as if she thought better of it, she reached out and grabbed his arm. "Jack." "Yes?" "I. . ." she faltered. She knew what she wanted to tell him, but she couldn't bring herself to say the words. It turned out she didn't have to. Jack put a hand to his heart and nodded. "I feel the same way about you.

It is good to be busy. Being busy takes our mind off being in love at the wrong time, in the wrong place and with the wrong guy.

He was like a shooting star you tried to catch with your hands. She would only get burned.

If someone says " I love you " it would be foolish to say " I love you too " So you say " I knoe " tht is trulie wht love is. <3

You cannot be with someone just because you don’t want to hurt him. You have your own happiness to think about.

Jack leaped over the gate, his sword aflame. To vanquish his foe and rescue his love.

Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable.