It’s overused. It’s a cliché. It’s corny. It’s just a line. It’s illogical. It’s troublesome. It’s always too abrupt. It’s never on cue. It’s difficult to say. It will be held against you. It’s too bold. It’s often quite pathetic. It’s amazing how, after everything, I love you still works.
If you love me, for what you see, only your eyes would be in love with me If you love me, for what you've heard, then you would love me for my words. If you love my heart and mind, then you will love me, for all that I'm.
But if you don't love my every flaw then you mustn't love me- not at all.
AFRAID TO LOVE I turn away and close my heart- to the promise of love that is luring. For the past has taught to not be caught, in what is not worth pursuing To never do the things I've done that once had led to my undoing. — Lang Leav
Dead Butterflies. I sometimes thing of the fragility of glass - of broken shards tearing against soft skin. When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch. For years I've kept you in secret, behind a glass screen. I've watched helplessly as day after day, your new girlfriend becomes your wife and then later, the mother of your children. Then realizing the irony in thinking you were the one under glass when in fact it has been me -a pinned butterfly- static and unmoving, watching while your other life unfolds. -Lang Leav
Dumbledore: Welcome back to another year of Hogwarts Dumbledore: I actually don't know why your parents still send you here Dumbledore: There's, like, a 30% chance you'll die tragically Dumbledore: And it just goes up every year Dumbledore: I guess that just means all your parents hate you Dumbledore: Great! Let's have some pumpkin juice. Dumbledore: 30 points go to Gryffindor for Harry's breathing techniques