A perfect person is easy to love. But when somebody likes all your imperfections, well, that's when you know they really mean it.
I wished on the moon, for something I never knew.
I looked for every loveliness. It all came true. I wished on the moon. . . for you.
Then there was your voice Like a windup tin toy Like the sweetest nails on a chalkboard That I ever heard
I love you,” he said. He almost yelled it. “And I know that sounds crazy. That’s what you say at the beginning of something, not when it’s almost reached its end. But – I don’t care. I just want to be with you. Maybe it’ll only be for t...
...you never knew anybody completely. Not even yourself.
