Love Clinic

love is never wanting to lose faith, never wanting to give up and never truly moving on. love is knowing and praying in the deepest part of what's left of your heart that they feel the same.

for the first time in my life, i feel like i'm doing something right. because when i look at him, it's there. in everything he does to me. it's there. i don't know what it is, but i know that it's there and it's never going to leave.

sometimes you just need that one person who will let you talk and ramble, listen to you complain and look like an idiot, but still love you just the same.

i'll go to sleep in your shirt, listen to only your voice, dreaming of only your face. and still want more of you in the morning.

you should never be afraid to be a little crazier. because in the end, the sweetest kind of love is the one that made you completely lose control.

i want to get to a point where no matter what happens, no matter how long we go without being together, no matter how many fights we get into, that all we need is a kiss and suddenly we remember WHY we love each other.

you know you like someone when you go out of your way to see him, when you take an extra set of stairs just to walk past him.

you probably won't remember the test you failed, but chances are you will never forget the person you were with the night when you decided not to study.

you're the brightest star in my pocketful of skies. my colored picture in a world of black and white. as you walked in the room, i kissed my heart goodbye.

i know i'd do anything for him. i guess that's what disappoints me the most. knowing he would do the same for her.

she's never been one to wait around, she's always moving and dancing and running. but for some reason, with him? she's patient. she'll wait. she'll wait for nobody and nothing else, except him.

i know we're supposed to be friends. but i couldn't help but to just fall in love. cause that's just the thing about love, you don't choose to fall and you don't choose when it's over either.

life isn't easy. you make mistakes that you wish never happened. boys don't always like you, friends leave for another. life is life, & you just have to find a way to make it worth it.

it's weird because i still remember that conversation we had 2 years, 5 months, 22 days, 1 hour, and 43 minutes ago i said "are you mad at me or something?" and you said "no, i'm not mad at you. i'm in love with you "

love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.

the difference between physical attraction, and love, is the ability to see the same person, at their best, and at their worst, and still desire them without one false step.

she’d be lying if she didn’t miss the jerk that shattered her world,
but she’ll never admit it.

falling in love- you should go with it, regardless of whether or not your heart gets smashed.
you'll be a better person.

there’s a fine line between lovers and friends and i think we should cross it.

every day that we don't speak is another day i don't need you. & as i slowly stop missing you, i realize that you weren't that important to me anyway.

i never used to be jealous, but then i started liking you. now, i'm jealous of every girl that you talk to, smile at, or even wave at. it's all because in those seconds when you look into their eyes, i'm not on your mind.

i programmed your number into my phone. yeah well i know you'll never call but, just in case you do... i want to know it's you.

it's just like me to overanalyze your every word. thinking that maybe for a second, it meant something.

i probably won’t be really fine until i don’t care if he's fine anymore

The reason so many people find it so hard to be happy is that they will always see the past better than it was, the present worse than it is, and the future less resolved than it will be.

I'm not running away from you. Actually i'm not even running. I'm just walking but you never stopped me.

No matter what anyone tells you. There is someone out there who's made to wake up next to you every morning.

Silent fighting is the worst. At least when there's screaming and yelling you know what the other person is feeling.

you were unmistakably my first love and i will never forget that. even though we both have grown apart, both changed, a piece of you remains with me. you will always be a part of me because you unknowingly showed me what i deserve and every guy i'm with for
the rest of my life will be compared to you.

The hardest thing to give is the truth. The truth is awkward and very often, the truth hurts.
People think they want the truth, but do they really?

i wanna run with reckless emotion, find out if love is the size of the ocean.
and even if i crash and burn, at least i know what it feels like to be alive.