#you

The room fell quiet. And as I read down the list of over one hundred and fifty eight-grade boys, I realized that to me, there had only ever been one boy. ↗

— Wendelin Van Draanen

#bryce-loski #crush #flipped #julie-baker #love

When you go, would you ever turn to say, "I don't love you like I did yesterday. ↗

— Gerard Way

#mcr #love

I remember when your name was just another name that rolled without thought off my tongue. Now, I can’t look at your name without an abundance of sentiment attached to each lettter. Your name, which I played with so carelessly, so easily, has somehow become sacred to my lips. A name I won’t throw around lightheartedly or repeat without deep thought. And if ever I speak of you, I use the English language to describe who you were to me. You are nameless, because those letters grouped together in that familiar form….. carries too much meaning for my capricious heart. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#love #love-story #memories #names #passion

How do you know when it's over?" "Maybe when you feel more in love with your memories than with the person standing in front of you. ↗

— Gunnar Ardelius

#i-love-you #i-need-you #love #maybe #memories

Together, in that room, our childhood notions of love melted away. We discovered love was not a fairytale. Sometime there were no happy endings, and when there were, you needed to work like hell to keep the happiness alive ↗

— Cristina Marrero

#lesbian #lgbtq #love #queer-youth #romance

He was waving. "Saukerl," she laughed, and as she held up her hand, she knew completely that he was simultaneously calling her a Saumensch. I think that's as close to love as eleven-year-olds can get. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#youth #love

If we didn't have strong feelings, how could we love or fight? When our flesh is cut, we bleed. When our heart is broken, we cry. There's nothing wrong with that. It only becomes a problem when it gets in the way of what you have to do. You can't crumble when others are counting on you. ↗

— Robert Liparulo

#cry #tears #love

There were books about how to be gay; he'd seen them in stores and libraries. Some of them even had diagrams. But there weren't any diagrams about how to fall in love with your best friend and not fuck everything up. ↗

— Poppy Z. Brite

#love #romance #unrequited-love #youth #love

[I]t doesn’t matter whom you love or where you move from or to, you always take yourself with you. If you don’t know who you are, or if you’ve forgotten or misplaced her, then you’ll always feel as if you don’t belong. Anywhere. (xiii) ↗

— Sarah Breathnach

#life #love #place #self-awareness #self-knowledge

After all, I think, isn't it always about a boy? ↗

— Emily Giffin

#boy #emily-giffin #love #love-the-one-you-re-with #love