I can't read him. I can't grasp him. I have no idea what he's thinking and if he's messing with me or if he really is this good, but never before have I wanted so fiercely to learn forward and put my...
There are only things that could have turned out differently. You don't have any shoulds or woulds in your life, see? You only have things that could have gone a different way.
I'd like to somehow find the courage to be on the outside who I am on the inside.
Because Dad told you he'd be here forever. Because I thought forever was like Mars -- far away.
Hate looks like everybody else until it smiles
I promise I'll take care of you, he whispers. You're safe with me. Even with an army of motorcycle guys outside that door, I firmly believe him.
I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted mor...
Break my heart for what breaks yours. Everything I am for you kingdom's cause, as I walk from nothing to eternity.
The death has an only color.
At what point do they believe what's been branded on their skin instead of just knowing who they are on the inside.
You are putting yourself in serious danger...'I think that I preferred to put myself in serious danger rather than confront my shame. My shame at not having become someone, the shame of not having mad...
If I shot an arrow and thought about an ass, would it surprise you that I hit Erik?' Stark asked me in a pleasant, nonchalant voice.
I promise I'll protect you now. I won't let them touch you again. I know you'll try. I can do more than try.
I agree. I don't understand how a guy everyone is terrified of makes me feel safe. I don't understand how a guy who stayed behind to protect me when he didn't know me has been shot. I don't understand...
He was trying to tell me something.Derek snorted. Aren’t they all? Must be a rule in the ghost handbook—if in danger of evaporating, make sure you’re in the middle of a dire pronouncement.
I look into his sorrowless eyes and a door in my heart blows open. And when we kiss, i see that on the other side of that door is sky.
He had killed his way across the world; he had gone to war and back more times than he cared to remember. And despite it all, despite the rage and despair and ice he’d wrapped around his heart, he’d s...
A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it.
I push through physical pain. Life hurts. I enjoy the positives.
I fear oblivion' he said. "I fear it like a proverbial blind man fears the dark