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

I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.

Sometimes moving on takes effort. Sometimes moving on is harder than it looks.

Unfortunately, I can’t run from my heart. It hurts, deep inside my body. And I know I’ll never be the same.

I hate games I can't win.

Carlos, are we in complete understanding with each other?” “Yeah,” I say. “As long as it’s not in your house and you don’t know about it, you’re okay with us messin’ around.” “I know you’re joking with me. You are joking with me, aren’t you?” “Maybe.

Sometimes I wish there were do over years or fast forward days