I love you, too." But this hopeful farewell does little to bring peace of mind, even now. Loving you has never been the problem. What's troubling me is how loving you may never be enough.
And so I’ll let you go, and let it be. Whatever
Don't stop doing what you love. Don't let your future be ruined by a bunch of loony sand monkeys.
I love you. And I want you, too. But. However. Unfortunately ...
You called me a natural con artist and asked me what other secrets I was hiding. I didn't answer because I already knew, in some deep, primal way, what furtive truth you were referring to: That I was destined to fall in love with you.
Why do you even put up with me?' 'I'm not putting up with you,' he said, softly. 'I'm loving you.