I wanna belive that you’re this perfect guy and everything you seem to be is true. But when I look at you, really look at you, I can tell that I’m just barely scratching the surface. You’re that book, with the pretty cover, the one that I just can’t wait to to get into. But you should never judge a book by it’s cover, because now that I’ve read far enough into you that I just can’t put you down, there will be a twist… and everything will change… and by the last page… I’ll be heartbroken.

To put it another way, people are people and people fall in love with people. Some people have a narrow spectrum of who fits into their scope of potential mates and some people have a wider scope of possibilities. Again, it comes back to this: ‘There is no accounting for attraction.’ This is proven every time someone who fits into a category outside your usual scope of attraction (whether it be the gender, the hair color or the fact that he’d rather read books than watch a movie with you) and you know he or she is not your ‘type,’ yet you can’t stay away. In these situations, there is no need to fret. Just repeat after me: “I’m OK .’ ‘There’s no accounting for attraction.’ That’s really the bottom line. You’re going to feel whatever you are going to feel, and you can’t place a judgement on it of good or bad or right or wrong or normal or weird. They’re feelings. We don’t have any control over them. So, feel whatever you feel, and then make thoughtful choices about what you do. The doing is the part you can control.

That was the kind of hurt that could only be inflicted by someone you loved, who you thought loved you. It was sort of like being stabbed from the inside out.

I don’t think people are meant to be by themselves. That’s why if you actually find someone you care about, it’s important to let go of the little things, even if you can’t let go all the way. Because nothing sucks more then feeling all alone, no matter how many people are around you.

I saw him staring at me- not glancing, but blatantly staring. and I wondered if he was staring at the wreckage he had created or if maybe, just maybe he regretted ever hurting me in the first place. In that moment I just wanted him to push me hard against a wall and kiss me. I didn’t want to think anymore. I didn’t want to question it. I just wanted to feel it. Sometimes that’s all we need— is just to feel it.

When it comes to love you need not fall but rather surrender. Surrender to the idea that you must love yourself before you can love another. you must absolutely trust yourself before you can absolutely trust another and most importantly you must accept your flaws before you can accept the flaws of another.

You were the first nice guy I met after so many bad ones. And I didn’t know if you were the one or just the first good one, so I went out and met some more guys. Some of them were fine, but none of them were you.