Forgivenesss: It's a miracle drug. It's God's miracle drug.
I recognized that the kiss was a door I had walked through.
You have to fall in love to be in love, but falling in love isn't the same as being in love
Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.
...the world feels so big when you're out in the wide open. It's like you don't have a place in it when you don't have a home." "Your place is right here," I whispered, laying down and hugging her close.
I'll be your mess,you be mine That was the deal that we had signed I bought a hazmat suit to clean up your waste Gas masks,gloves,to keep us safe But now i'm alone in an empty room Staring down immaculate doom "Messy
A long flight. Jetlag. Immigration. Customs. And then finally, that first step into a new place, that moment of exhilaration and disorientation, each feeding the other. That moment when anything can happen
But I also know that sometimes Adam needs to do things the dramatic way. He is fond of the Grand Gesture
All night long if you want. We'll tell our secrets to the dark.
And yes, it was a high school romance, but it was still the kind of romance where I thought we were trying to find a way to make it forever.
And I kissed him back so hard, like I was trying to merge our bodies through our lips.
Are you coming down with something?" Mom asks. And just for the tiniest of seconds, I wonder what would happen if I told them the truth. That school is nothing like I imagined it would be. That I'm not the girl in the catalog at all. I'm not a Happy College Student. I don't know who I am. Or maybe I do know who I am and I just don't want to be her anymore.
Except even at the start, when we were in that can't-get-enough-of-you-phase, there was like some invisible wall between us. At first I tried to take it down, but it took so much effort to even make cracks. And then I got tired of trying. Then I justified it. This was just how adult relationships were, how love felt once you had a few battle scars.
It's ok if you want to stop fighting.
But my hand has been clenched into a fist for three years now; it's frozen shut.
Mia and I had been together for more than two years, and yes, it was a high school romance, but it was still the kind of romance where I thought we were trying to find a way to make it forever, the kind that, had we met five years later and had she not been some cello prodigy and had I not been in a band on the rise - or had our lives not been ripped apart by all this -I was pretty sure it would've been.
Obey the muse, Liz said. She's a fickle mistress.
Sometimes you can't know until you know.
The whole night had been a mistake. It's not going to let me rewind. Or unmake the mistakes I've made.Or the promises I've mad. Or have her back. Or have me back.
So let's hear another one of your irrational fears. Mia grasped me by the arms and pulled herself in to my chest, like she was burrowing her body into mine. "I'm scared of losing you," she said in the faintest of voices." I pushed her away so I could see her face and kissed the top of her forehead. "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen.
It was selfish what I asked her to do, even if it wound up being the most unselfish thing I've ever done.
Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams.
These days, you’ve gotta milk a dollar out of every dime.
We were both music-obsessed, each in our own way. If we didn't entirely understand the other person's obsession, it didn't matter, because we understood our own.
I know that all the magic kisses in the world probably couldn't have helped him today. But I would do anything to have been able to give him one.
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