“ever since you left you’re all I think about. I see you in strangers, I see you in my dreams. how am I suppose to ‘move on’ when I’m in love with you? I’m sitting here thinking about you while you’re thinking about her. I don’t understand why you think so badly about yourself. you’re perfect just th…”— thesecretletter, kayleinlayno.tumblr.com
“I wait to feel this intensity, and I meet it with a burning passion as I light up the sky with my luster, my brightness, my radiance.”— Alexis Agape, thoughtcatalog.com
“But perhaps I – perhaps we, were not made to hold such great fervour in us, for all greatness eventually falls. And all lights must dim.”— Alexis Agape, thoughtcatalog.com
“I have yet to learn to be steady as the Northern Star, of a small but bright light against the veil of the dark. I have only ever known to burn with such intensity that all other stars pale in comparison.”— Alexis Agape, thoughtcatalog.com
“When I fell for you, emotions exploded within me, like a shooting star streaking across the dark night sky, with shimmers of light tailing my elation. But all I ever was, was a brief moment in the darkness, a protest against the night sky, of hope against all odds.”— Alexis Agape, thoughtcatalog.com
“I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things.”— John Green, Augustus Waters, amazon.com
“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”— John Keats, amazon.com
“I walked into a room and there she was by accident, I could walk into a room and there she could not be by accident, I’ve memorized the only prayer I need by heart: more.”— Bob Hicok, narrativemagazine.com
“You are the comforting weight and familiarity of cover and pages clutched in hands that have always instinctively reached for something to hold. You are the words sprinkled across those pages, simple lines winding their way into formations that create something so breathtakingly wonderful.”— Mia Ingallina, thoughtcatalog.com
“The first summer I met you, life was like a country song.You were the easy-going, beer drinking, back roads driving, carefree fresh breeze I was looking for but didn’t even know it.”— Meg Steorra, thoughtcatalog.com
“I wonder if we will ever stop seeing each other / if we will ever realize that we will never fully belong to one another / because we will never fully understand how to love ourselves.”— Liz Rae, thoughtcatalog.com