Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.

I’ve lost someone, too,” he reminded her. “It’s not the same!” She squeezed the bridge of her nose, trying to stifle her tears. “I was so mean to him. I quit the piano! I blamed him for everything, and I didn’t say more than a few words to him for three years! Three years! And I can’t get those years back. But maybe if I hadn’t been so angry, he might not have gotten sick. Maybe I caused that extra… stress that did all this. Maybe it was me!

In another time and place, she might have felt differently, but thinking along those lines was pointless now.

Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.

In a lifetime of mistakes, you two are the greatest things that have ever happened to me.

I know we loved each other, but distance can do strange things to people and before I was willing to tell you about it, I wanted to be certain that it would last

You have to promise you won't fall in love with me.