If he were a cactus, I'd endure all pain just to hug him.
To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought?
Words can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak.
A hug. Your jacket. Your smile. Your laugh. It's the little things that make me fall in love with you all over again
One of the biggest mistakes we make is assuming that other people think the way we think.
I would rather be able to appreciate things I cannot have than to have things I am not able to appreciate.
You are not the finished product, you are not the finished article, and you probably never will be keep writing yourself as you please.
You deserve doses of love that leave you drunk in the evening, and craving more in the morning you deserve passion that matches yours.