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“I loved you before I even knew the name for it. Everyday I'd sit beside you, inhaling your scent, looking at your beautiful face. Every night, dreaming about you. You eclipsed everything else. It was you. Always you.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“Being with him made me want to make my own dreams, discover my own path. I was my best self when I was with him.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“Don't you understand? I want to spend my life with you. I want you to be there when I go to bed at night and when I wake up in the morning.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“His lips ever so gently touched mine, and suddenly I felt everything stirring inside me grow wings, let loose, and fly.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“He pulled me closer until his lips breathed me in, until we were sharing one breath.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“The brief silence that follows is as tender as a
rainstorm of daisies.”
― Mathias Malzieu, La Mécanique du cÅ“ur

“When he smiles at me, I feel like I'm sitting under a heat lamp. I live for the times when his fingers brush my leg at lunch, or when we pass in the hallways and he raises his eyebrows at me, like we have a secret. I should feel bad--and I do, most of the time--but how can I stop thinking about him when seeing his face makes me feel so alive?”
― Melissa C. Walker, Unbreak My Heart

“It means that two people start loving each other. I guess because it can feel really sudden and because it's powerful. Like gravity--an unstoppable force.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“Meeting you was not the first day of the rest of my life; it was the first day of the BEST of my life.”
― Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience

“Your kisses make me feel like I'm dancing.”
― Melissa C. Walker, Unbreak My Heart

“This last week has been a little hell for both of us simply because I didn't understand my own feelings. And because I can't understand them, I blame her for provoking in me feelings that make my world seem suddenly unsafe.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Zahir

“Her lips taste like mint from toothpaste or gum, or sometimes like cherries or grapes from her lip gloss. She's soft when I hold her, with curves where my hands rest, and when I touch her I think stupid caveman things like, mine and totally mine—oh yeah, and all mine.”
― Susan Vaught, Going Underground

“He looked up and I realised how close we were, both of us leaning in together. I blinked a few times, suddenly light-headed, but not like before when I'd passed out. Being so close to the smooth dark skin of his face, getting lost in the shifting shades of his green eyes, it felt like my insides were fluttering and melting.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“I'd never reacted to a girl this way before. My body was on fire when I was around Rose, and when I wasn't with her, all I did was think about her. Today had been the longest day of my life, dragging on forever until it was finally time to go meet her in the field.”
― Karen Ann Hopkins, Temptation

“She is not the princess locked away in the fortress and you are not some hero who's going to save her.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“I thought about how the past can become so small. An entire day, 24 separate, heavy hours, becomes the size of a tiny brown leaf falling from a tree. Before you know it, a whole year is just a pile of dead leaves on the ground. The year or so I’d spent in love with Chad was starting to feel so long ago, swept away by the wind. I knew that this year would soon feel far away too.”
― Kimberly Novosel, Loved

“I looked at him through swollen eyes. The light glowed around him and he looked like he was floating. He was a glowing creature from another world, opening his gossamer wings and beckoning me. I wanted to tumble into his embrace. We'd be able to fly and I wouldn't mind the sunshine or the sky if he could just hold me forever.”
― Heather Anastasiu, Glitch

“Five seconds, and my body's humming. I go half-man, half-machine, and my thoughts go straight to touching her more, to how far I want to go, how far she might want to go, and damn, I start to hurt. No amount of music or hard work will fix this. My body's a beast. A beast that's been held back too long.”
― Susan Vaught, Going Underground

“You’re too focused. Too high-strung. Too…â€� Eros trails off as he continues to look into Levi’s blue eyes. “Too caught up with being in love.”
― Shanora Williams

“He is smitten on the brain, -he reads and writes verses! I caught him in the act! Fools might say he was inspired; but I know it is the first and worst symptom of lunacy. All other maniacs have lucid intervals; some are curable; but the madness of poets, dogs, and musicians, is past hope. Earth possesses no remedy, science no cure.”
― Edward John Trelawny, Adventures Of A Younger Son

“The glistening colours around his eyes had actually spread out farther on his face, creating an incredibly fascinating montage of blacks, blues, purples, and, around the very edge, pinks. I found my eyes drawn to his unnatural skin tones in morbid curiosity. Besides my sick obsession with his bruises, when my eyes would meet his, the fluttering in my stomach would start up, along with my thumping heart. It was interesting that his face was hardly recognisable, but his hot gazes still gave me goose bumps.”
― Karen Ann Hopkins, Temptation