I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.

I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.

I'll always come for you. I'll always find you.

Sometimes, knowing when to let go is just as important as knowing when to hold tight.

What? It's my job as best friend to make sure he's not a serial killer. Or an English major, not sure which one's worse.

I saw something in you that I couldn't live without. I chose you, inside of me, and you chose me. It's not one sided, it only works when both people choose the other. You are perfect for me in every way.

You chose me, I chose you. End of story.