I’m just saying thank you. You reminded me of what I’m capable of feeling. It’s like I was walking around seeing my life through a smudged window, & then I saw you & the smudges were gone. The window was clean.
That’s the problem with us. We’re both stubborn asses and always want to get our way. We both hate to be wrong and love to be right. But that’s the thing about love. No matter what happens, we always come back for each other, one more time.
– The Notebook
I can’t really offer you much, but I can offer you that empty spot of carpet right next to me. I can offer you late nights of you and I sitting together. I can share with you my mind, my words, and my music. And maybe it’ll move you like you move me.
And it’s beginning to get to me, that I know more of the stars and sea, than I do of what’s in your head.