He didn’t want me to get hurt? Wow. Just wow. I might actually be close to a swoon here
I felt my cheeks turn red, and she laughed out loud. But I didn’t mind too much, because the last thing she saw was my middle finger aimed in her direction as I stepped outside
I’m your other half. (…) I’ll carry your heartbeat in mine.
I am going to give you my heart now,” I whispered. “Please don’t break it again.
If I could touch anything in the world right now, it would be your heart. I want to take that piece of you and keep it with me.
I decided right then and there to make a snickerdoodle perfume to wear, so that one day he would sniff me like that.
And if sometimes, late at night in bed, I questioned whether or not I truly was insane, I told myself that it didn’t matter. I was too happy to care.
I don’t say this to hurt you, love.” The endearment slipped out without me even thinking about it.(…)”Say it again,” he said. “Call me your love.
Since you can’t touch me, you made something that could, didn’t you?” I said.”Yes.”My world slowed and I closed my eyes. “I am going yo give you my heart noe,” I whispered. “Please don’t break it again.
Two halves of the same whole.They cannot live together, yetcannot die apart.