I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again.

Maybe sometimes we can only see the truth about ourselves if someone shows us where to look.

If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them. If we were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.

I feel something, I do it. I want something, I take it.

I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again.

"What would you do if I kissed you right now?" I stared at his beautiful face and his beautiful mouth and I wanted nothing more than to taste it. "I would kiss you back."

And that for every negative event or coincidence that has happened since, imagining that you triggered them, that you made them happen makes you feel like you possess a degree of control that you don't have.