When I'm alone I think about these feelings that cause me so much torture. But try as I might, I just can't get rid of them. Why do I want to be with you so much?

It's called a crush because that's usually how you end up: crushed.

It's not telling you that I like you that trips me up and makes me tongue-tied. It's the fear of what you'll say back that cripples me.

I can't let the idea of us go, you know? Cause a part of me says that as soon as I do and I move on...then you are going to wake up and realize what was in front of you the whole time.

Even romance novels have lost their flavor.

They both stay up all night, staring at their phones. Wishing the other would call them cause they are too afraid to make the first move.

I wish I could find the courage to say to him all the things I wish he'd say to me.

So what if you didn't catch me? At least I found the guts to leap.

The bad thing about having a special ringtone set for them is that you'll always know when they aren't calling.

Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice and it's still your effin' fault!