#crush

I liked this girl in my sixth grade class. I dared her to kiss me -- but she didn't! ↗

— Justin Bieber

#heartbreak #kiss #love #love

Today's Valentine's Day. There's a whole day devoted solely to love. Does that make any sense? Nah. Love makes us all crazy. But it's fun too. ↗

— Lisa Greenwald

#sweet-treats-and-secret-crushes #valentine-s-day #love

Oh, Kendra, before I forget, Gavin asked me to give you this letter." He held out a gray, speckled envelope. "Happy birthday to you!" Seth exclaimed, his voice full of implications. Kendra tried not to blush as she tucked the envelope away. "Dear Kendra," Seth improvised, "you're the only girl who really gets me, you know, and I think you're very mature for your age--" "What about some cake?" Grandma interrupted, holding the first piece out to Kendra and glaring at Seth. ↗

— Brandon Mull

#crushes #fablehaven #grip #humor #mull

How could a smile reduce me to such a mess? I was tempted to go to him and put my arms around him. Is it part of love for women to become weak and foolish? ↗

— Somi Ekhasomhi

#love #romance #love

She and I, we were girls who never said anything. Never wanted to assume anything. It was a coping mechanism, saving our faces for when guys like Quin came along and acted all nice towards us. ↗

— Mina V. Esguerra

#love

Why do you hate everyone so much!?" Kadmus shouted at Chaos. "I don't. I love everyone," Chaos lied. "You're trying to crush the entire planet," Explosion pointed out. "I love them in a crushing way," Chaos amended. ↗

— Kenneth Evers

#chaos #crushing #doomsday #explosion #insanity

I love you in such a greedy way, I’m guilty about it.” She tilted her head back as he moved his lips to her throat. “Guilty is for crimes. Always is for love. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#crushed-seraphim #mine #poughkeepsie #seriana #love

She opened her eyes with a gasp. “I love you.” He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. “Back at ya, pretty child. So, so much. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#bittersweet-seraphim #crushed-seraphim #debra-anastasia #jack #poughkeepsie

Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love #sadness #love

Now Hadley presses her forehead against the window of the taxi and once again finds herself smiling at the thought of him. He's like a song she can't get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and she doesn't think she could ever get tired of hearing it. ↗

— Jennifer E. Smith

#hadley #love #love