I'm telling you this for one reason and one reason only: No matter how sure you are of someone's love, it's always nice to hear it.
She was the first woman in my life to convince me to fall in love with her.
One day the worlds male population will spontaneously combust because they've kept too much stuff in for too long.
Give a man a noble cause and he would fight to the death for what he believed in,but get the woman he loves to leave him and his once honourable principles would cease to be quite so important.
I'd like the kind of love that lasts forever.It doesn't matter if it's plain,it doesn't matter if it's ugly.It just has to be there.
'I thought I could live my life without you,' she says, trying desperately to hold back her tears. 'I can't. I've tried and I can't do it.'
I resist my temptations in order to feel i am free.
Good things could happen to not so bad people.
In a relationship the details are everything because they remind you - just when you need to be reminded the most - why you fell in love with someone in the first place.
I won't stop loving you because I can't stop loving you.
Love is so complicated, that is why it is love.
People always go on about how fantastic relationships are in the beginning, and of course everyone hates relationships when they end, but what about the middles? the middles where you know everything there is to know. Where you can look at the person you love and know what they're thinking, see something on the telly and know how they'd react;When you know exactly what they'd wear to come round and see you.
It hurts more than anything in the world because even though it might not be the case, it feels like you've chosen your child over me. 'I haven't there is no choice. She's part of me. You're part of me too. It's like...I don't know...asking me to pick between my heart and my lungs.' 'I know, but the thing is, you are my heart and my lungs. You're everything to me. And what hurts is that I know i used to be everything to you.
If eskimos can come up with fifty words for snow because its a matter of life and death, why do we have just one word for love?
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