I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.
You can be in a relationship for two years and feel nothing; you can be in a relationship for 2 months and feel everything. Time is not a measure of quality; of infatuation, or of love.
i hope one day you can regret me. your missed opportunity. that you can feel bad about how you lied to me, and what you put me through. just so that i can hear, from you, or a friend of a friend. and then i can laugh at you. or alone in my room. whichever. i can finally have my peace of mind. because you’ll finally realize it was you who was wrong all along.