Yes I got your letter and yes it would be better, if the ocean were my backyard. Then I could fill a sailboat with postcards and envelopes and float right back to your arms. 

I'm about to make a wild, extreme and severe relationship rule: the word busy is a load of crap and is most often used by assholes. The word "busy" is the relationship Weapon of Mass Destruction. It seems like a good excuse, but in fact in every silo you uncover, all you're going to find is a man who didn't care enough to call. Remember, men are never too busy to get what they want. 
-He's Just Not That Into You 

Where have the times gone?
Baby, it’s all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
And all those fairytales are full of shit

Faith does not lie in trusting God to stop the storm, 
but in trusting Him to enable us to walk through the storm.

When the moment's right, I'll tell him everything. And maybe he'll be the one that saves me from losing my mind. It's crazy, but this could be what I need. He could be all I need

Still stuck in that time when we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise

It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.

I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours.

Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colours to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such lifesaving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have. 
-Henry Rollins 

I know it’s hard to remember the people we used to be. It’s even harder to picture that you’re not here next to me.
You say it’s too late to make it but is it too late to try?
And in that time that you wasted all of our bridges burnt down..

Well I've made up my mind that I want you to be the one, the one I wanna be with when I'm ninety-two. 'Cause I know, you know it can't get much better. Fireworks flyin' whenever we're together. I know, you know, that I know you love me. I just wanna feel you tonight, making sure the moment's just right. I could die just staring in your eyes. I just wanna feel your heartbeat, hold you even closer to me. Fall asleep with you right by my side. We'll see fireworks tonight. And I've waited all my life to make this perfect every way, and sharing it with you would make it even more than that.

When I was a little girl, I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he's everything you ever wanted. In fairy talesthe bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize thatPrince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he's not easy to spot; he's really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair. 
- Taylor Swift 

Sometimes you only forgive someone because you can't stand not having them in your life.

You see, the problem isn't that a generation has chosen sadness as an icon; it's that other generations don't know why. 

If you are insecure, guess what? The rest of the world is, too. Do not overestimate the competition and underestimate yourself. You are better than you think. 
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They say there are no accidents. Sometimes reality comes crashing into us. Other times it dawns on us slowly, despite our best efforts to ignore it. 

We lie together. Smiling and holding on to each other and the night and the moment. We stare into each other's eyes and softly kiss, speaking and saying more with the movement of our lips and the tips of our fingers, more than words will allows us to say. Words can't say this. The one word love means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough. It doesn’t communicate even a fraction of the feelings involved. Love. The word is not enough for what it is. Love. Love.

And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older and you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened. 

It's an amazing feeling knowing that somebody knows and loves everything about you - every little quirk, every silly habit; good or bad. And being certain that no matter how much of your past they know about you...they want to be with you anyway. Knowing that someone out there loves you - every little single thing about you. That kind of unconditional, mutual infatuation - it's the best feeling of all. I miss that.

I loved you. And here's a news flash: You protected me from nothing. I spent a long time missing you, wondering what the hell I did wrong to make you do that to me. I thought everything was my fault. And even when I got over that, I still knew what I'd lost: You. You were the one who made me laugh when I had a crappy day. You were the one I vented to when I was mad, the one I shared all the good stuff with. You always knew when I was full of crap, and you always called me on it. You were smart, you were funny, you were good-looking. You were mine. And then, suddenly,you weren't. I knew every day exactly what I'd lost, and I missed you every day and I believed in you every day, and my heart broke every day. That's the big favour you did for me. Thanks so much. Here's the kicker:You weren't even protecting me, you were protecting yourself. If you'd given half a thought to me, you would never have said goodbye. 

All I ever wanted was to know what to do. 

I hope that one day you'll realise how amazing you are, because I wake up thinking that every day. You may think you're the lucky one, but I know I am. Not many guys would put up with my constant complaining and bizarre questions and ever-changing whims, but you do, and that makes me the luckiest girl in the world. 

"On a side note, you can’t love without risk. Sometimes love is a terrible idea, except that it’s not an idea. Sometimes love leaves suddenly and it’s as if you were lying to the other person all this time, or they were lying to you. Sometimes you love someone and they don’t love you back the way you want to be loved back and you think if they’ll just hear your case, if you present the evidence before them as if in a court of law, they will concede to your argument and love you the way you love them, forever even, and then you both get to be happy. But that’s not how it works. You jump from the plane and hope your parachute opens. The other person is that parachute. If you can, jump over water, and from not too great a height. But what am I saying here? As if you had a choice; as if love was a conscious decision. As if, 'But it will never work' was some kind of valid argument."

It's not supposed to be perfect, and no one is supposed to understand it. It's meant to be chaotic, and it's meant to make you cringe. If you haven't cried in a while, or felt like crap in even longer, then you're most likely doing something wrong. This isn't here for constant perfection, or some cliche happy ending. It's here to be real, and to keep your heart beating, and to keep you wanting more. There is supposed to be a bright light of hope in your heart, and a black hole of the unknown in your mind. None of this makes sense, but it's all worth it.

It was not the thought that I was so unloved that froze me. I had taught myself to do without love. 
It was not the thought that God was cruel that froze me. I had taught myself never to expect anything from Him. What froze me was the fact I had absolutely no reason to move in any direction. What had made me move through so many dead and pointless years was curiosity. 
Now even that had flickered out. 
( Mother Night by Kurt Vonnegut ) 

It's not about finding someone who won't fight with you or make you sad. It's about finding the person who will still be standing there wiping the tears away, holding you in their arms after a fight, and the one who will never leave, no matter how hard things get. 

We all have something to hide, some dark place inside us we don't want the world to see. So we pretend everything's okay, wrapping ourselves in rainbows. And maybe that's all for the best... because some of the places are darker than others. 

When you remember how hard it is to change yourself, you begin to understand what little chance we have of changing others.

Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long. No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone. You hold me without touch. You keep me without chains. I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain. 

We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing  some of our own skin.

when you love someone, they never get lost; wherever they go, they are still somewhere in your heart and as long as they know that, they will always know that when they find you, they find themselves once again.

For Rory!

Just because you have a place in my heart doesn't mean you'll always have a place in my life.

I swear it's you that I waited for, I swear it's you that my heart beats for.

The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplaceable being.

That's what real love amounts to, letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending, performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act.

I would love to meet people that have their mind straight and don't bring any problems into my life. I want to meet more people that think about the same things I do. Most of all, I want to meet more people with good hearts and good brains.

It's such a colossal effort not to be haunted by what's lost, but to be enchanted by what was. 

The sooner you realize things will never be the same again, the sooner you can move on.

But love, I've come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day. 
-The Wedding by Nicholas Sparks 

The worst feeling in the world is not
being able to make the person who
makes you happiest , equally as happy.

A good morning text does not only mean "Good morning". 
It has a silent, loving message that says: "I think of you when I wake up."

If you leave without a reason, do not come back with an excuse.

People find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right.

when faced with two choices, simply toss a coin.
it works not because it solves the question for you,
but because that brief moment when the coin is in 
the air, you suddenly know what you’re hoping for.

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them. 
( Leo Tolstoy )