You once said you loved me. Do you still?" My sister is watching this exchange between us. She smiles warmly at me, giving me the strength to tell him the truth. "I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you. I couldn't.

He has eyes so expressive they give a hint to more than what he portrays. He’s dedicated to his friends, family, and even his motorcyle. He touched me as if I were made of glass. He kissed me as if he’d savor it for the rest of his life.

Something is happening. I sense a change in the wind…a mutual understanding of each other. I haven’t felt this way in forever.

Don't they give you happy pills in this place?

I believe in lust at first sight.And attraction.But not love.

were you sleeping?" He chuckles. "Not by a long shot. I was just tryin' to convince myself not to make a move on you.

Don't be afraid to be unique. Love yourself before you love another.