Skyrockets in flight

To love someone is a very special thing, but for that someone to love you back is more of a miracle. If you happen to stumble upon such a miracle, make sure you realize it. Never take it for granted, never throw it away, never let it sit, and most of all never let it die.

What do you want me to say? That I'm hurt? You already know I'm hurt. Do you want me to tell you I'm angry? You already know that as well. I don't have anything to say. I just want to know when exactly you decided it was okay if you broke my heart.

If you have found somebody to be with your ass every god damn day, you need to be happy about that shit. Just every god damn day, "You again?! Shit! Why don't you just take a vacation or some shit?!"

I love you and I don't want to lose you because my life has been better since the day that I found you.

Happiness is a mood and a condition; it's not a destination. It's like being tired of hungry; it's not permanent, it comes and goes, and that's okay. And I feel like if people thought of it that way, they'd find happiness a lot more often.

They were right in putting love into books; perhaps it could not live anywhere else.

You can say sorry a million times, say "I love you" as much as you want, say whatever you want whenever you want. But if you're not going to prove that the things you say are true, then don't say anything at all. Because if you can't show it, your words don't mean a thing.

Then he slipped his arm around her waist, pressing his head to hers. She loved that best, even more than fucking. She could never have imagined such a little thing could fill her with such indescribable sweetness, she felt too small to hold it.

I don't care if it's going anywhere. I really like wasting my time on you.

You still make me blush.

Love this

Consider Me Gone
Reba McEntire

Every time I turn the conversation
To something deeper than the weather
I can feel you always shutting down
And when I need an explanation for the silence
You just tell me you don't wanna talk about it now

What you're not saying is coming in loud and clear
We're at a crossroads here

If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose
If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you
If you don't get drunk on my kiss
If you think you can do better than this
Then I guess we're done
Let's not drag this on
Consider me gone

With you I've always been wide open
Like a window or an ocean
There is nothing I've ever tried to hide
So when you leave me not knowing where you're going
I start thinking that we're looking
We're looking at goodbye

How about a strong shot of honesty?
Don't you owe that to me?

If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose
If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you
If you don't get drunk on my kiss
If you think you can do better than this
Then I guess we're done
Let's not drag this on
Consider me gone

Consider me a memory
Consider me the past
Consider me a smile in a old photograph
Someone who used to make you laugh

If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose
If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you
Then I guess we're done
Let's not drag this on
Consider me gone
Just consider me gone

I'm not giving up on you. It may seem like I hate you and that it's impossible that we shared so many great feelings together, but we did. And I still feel them. Every day. That's why I hurt so badly. You were never good at expressing your emotions, and I have always been too good at it. So I say "I hate you" and you say "that sucks." But no matter what happens in this break up, I'm not giving up on you. I know you can be what I need you to be if you'd only just open your heart. Let it bleed. It hurts before it gets better. I'm not giving up on you.
*mine*

What exactly goes through your mind when you look at me tonight? Do you still think the things you used to? Do you still miss me while you're trying to sleep? Am I still the girl you'd do anything to keep? Do you still feel like you know me like you've known me forever? Does your world still crumble when I'm nowhere near? Do I still complete you and make you whole? Does the way I love you and make you feel still amaze you? Am I still teaching you new things about love?
*mine*

Perfect Situational Song

I Got Nothin'
Darius Rucker

It's my third cup of coffee
Fifth time I've said I'm sorry
The sun slowly peeking through the glass
Says we've been up all night

We both know where this is going
It's been a long time coming
Is it really over?
Is this really goodbye?

Maybe I should say something
Maybe you'd change your mind
Maybe, maybe
Buy a little more time

But I got nothin'
No magic words
To stop your leavin'
To end this hurt
I'm just blank
I'm staring into space
Praying please, please
Let me think of something
But I got nothin'

I watch you pack your things
You look down at your ring
You slowly slip it off
And then you lay it on our bed

Maybe I should pick it up
And get down on my knees
Tell you what you wanna hear
And give you what you need

But I got nothin'
No magic words
To stop your leavin'
To end this hurt
I'm just blank
I'm staring into space
Praying please, please
Let me think of something
But I got nothin'

You're almost at the door
And you stop and turn around
Your eyes are begging me
Please say something right now

But I got nothin'
No magic words
To stop your leavin'
And I can't end this hurt
I'm just blank
I'm staring into space
Praying please, please
Let me think of something

Cause if you go...
I got nothin'

Storm Warning

And why, by the way, does it seem that half the time you didn't even know you were in love until you lost it?

I wish I knew what men wanted. They seem to love an independent woman until they lose control of her.

What do I want to be in five years?
...Happy.

I'm not going anywhere. This is it for me. You're it for me. I can't pretend to feel any less than I do. I'm sorry, I just can't.

And when, one day, we part ways, my only regret will be that I couldn't give you enough reason to stay.

*mine*

Three words. Eight letters. Say them, and I'm yours.

I love how we can just argue and mess around because we don't have to show other people how much we love each other. Because all that really matters is that both you and I know.

I love you and I don't want to lose you because my life has been better since the day I found you.

I wanted to sleep with her, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

Always leave them wanting more.