Confession is not betrayal. What you say or do doesnt matter only feelings matter. If they could make me stop loving you-that would be the real betrayal.

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you but they also give you everything.

Poor fellow I think he is in love with you.I am not aware of it. And to me it is one of the most odious things in a girls life that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her... I have no ground for the nonsensical vanity of fancying everybody who comes near me is in love with me.

...and when one of them meets the other half the actual half of himself whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the others sight as I may say even for a moment...

Well you can think what you want so long as you remember - no matter how ordinary things seem between us - Im still here still in love with you and care about you more than any other guy evil or otherwise ever will.

I am no king and I am no lordAnd I am no soldier at-arms said he.Im none but a harper and a very poor harperThat am come hither to wed with ye.If you were a lord you should be my lordAnd the same if you were a thief said she.And if you are a harper you shall be my harperFor it makes no matter to me to meFor it makes no matter to me.But what if it prove that I am no harperThat I lied for your love most monstrouslyWhy then Ill teach you to play and singFor I dearly love a good harp said she.

Being in love with someone who doesnt even know you exist isnt the worst thing in the world. In fact its quite the oppostie. Almost like passing in a term paper that you know sucked but having that period of time where you havent gotten your grade back yet -- that kind of exhale where you havent been rejected although you pretty much know how its going to turn out.

twice I have lived forever in a smile

Sometimes you know youve got a chance with a girl because she wants to fight with you. If the world wasnt so messed up it wouldnt be like that. If the world was normal a girl being nice to you would be a good sign but in the real world it isnt.

It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. I hate her yet I do not think I can exist without her.