Me: "After everything I've done to you, why are you still so good to me?"
Him: "Because you deserve to be loved."

"And when I tell you I love you I mean that you can make my heart ache in places deep inside of myself, and at the same time make it sing more beautifully than can be described. I mean that you can give me life or take it away from me. You are my complete happiness and my misery."

Lately every thought of him makes me want to breakdown and cry.  Everyone is underestimating how difficult this is.  Their judgements bring a stinging sensation that mocks me in every direction. Why is it the one thing that I want, can't be the right thing to do?

I couldn't handle the hurt in his voice this morning.  I wanted to remind him how my heart beats with love for him and only him.  If it was only in my ability, I wouldn't let him feel an ounce of pain because I would be here to take it away.  When he asked me to never leave him, I wanted to run to his arms and say, "that's impossible.  I've fallen too deep for you." 

I wish he knew the truth.
It's killing me that he doesn't.

He called me the "most beautiful woman" that he's ever met.  But to me, he's the most beautiful person I know.  From his sweet smile to his sweet personality, I can't imagine finding better.  He told me that I don't realize how much he needs me.  I need him too, more than he or anyone can comprehend. 

I don't know how to walk away and not turn around.  There's something about him that keeps pulling me back.

I've never felt so exhausted mentally and emotionally. I'm already so worn out with all the stress that this semester is bringing.

This sucks.

I heard the sweet sound of your laughter and I smiled thinking, "god, how I missed this."