True love, the kind that lasts forever, is very rare indeed. It takes compromise, continued growth, and trust.
You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.
Blake took her face in his hands. “You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go.
Blake pointed at the bed of army jacket, grass, and mint.
Don't tie your success to anything other than what's inside you
