I Don't Think I've Ever Really Had

I Loved Jack Because Of Every Little Thing About Him. The Way He Laughed, The Way He Made Me Smile, The Way He'd Stay Up Until Nine In The Morning Watching Zombie Movies He'd Seen A Hundred Times, And The Way He Could Never Hold A Grudge. I Loved Him Because I Loved Him, Not Because It Was Fate Or Destiny Or In My Blood, We Had Chosen Each Other, And That Felt More Powerful And More Magical.

I Guess What I'm Trying To Say Is That You Can't Live Somebody Else's Life For Them. They Have To Make Their Own Choices, And Sometimes All We Can Do Is Learn To Live With Them.

He Stepped Into My Room With One Graceful Move, As If Entering Through Bedroom Windows Was Nothing Out Of The Ordinary.

Princess." He Smiled Up At Me, But It Was Weak. "if I'd Known That This Is What It Would Take To Get You To Hold Me, I Would've Collapsed A Long Time Ago.

Being Liked For The Way You Looked Is Worse Than Not Being Liked At All.