Quotes About Love

I thought I knew what heartbreak felt like. I thought heartbreak was me, standing alone at the prom. That was nothing. This, this was heartbreak. The pain in your chest, the ache behind your eyes ... You think you know love, you think you know real pain, but you don't.

Puedes romper mi corazón. Haz lo que quieras con él

I didn't want my love to fade away one day like an old scar. I wanted it to burn forever.

Whatever love was, I was sure they had it. I thought they had it a million times over.

You don't deserve him," she spits out. I

I thought I knew what heartbreak felt like. I thought heartbreak was me, standing alone at the prom. That was nothing. This, this was heartbreak. The pain in your chest, the ache behind your eyes. The knowing that things will never be the same again. It's all relative, I suppose. You think you know love, you think you know real pain, but you don't. You don't know anything.

You can't protect him from being hurt, babe, no matter what you do. Being vulnerable, letting people in, getting hurt . . . it's all a part of being in love." I take this in. "Trina, when did you figure out that you and my dad were the real thing?

I look at Peter's profile out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes I still can't believe he's mine. The handsomest boy of all the handsome boys is mine, all mine.

I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter.

Stormy taught me that love is about making brave choices every day. That's what Stormy did. She always picked love; she always picked adventure. To her they were one and the same.

Sing it just once for me," I prompt. Peter gives me a look. "Please? I love it when you sing. Your voice is so clean." He can't help but smile. Peter never met a compliment he didn't smile at.

But the really special thing I've included is my letter, the one I wrote to him so long ago, the one that brought us together. I wanted to keep it, but something felt right about Peter having it. One day all of this will be proof, proof that we were here, proof that we loved each other. It's the guarantee that no matter what happens to us in the future, this time was ours.

Sometimes I wish we'd met when we were twenty-seven. Twenty-seven sounds like a good age to meet the person you're going to spend the rest of your life with. At twenty-seven, you are still young, but hopefully you are well on your way to being the you you want to be.

We didn't know what was ahead of us then. We were just two teenagers, looking up at the sky on a cold February night. So no, he didn't give me flowers or candy. It gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.

It's a white-gold princess cut with a diamond halo.

There's a Korean word my grandma taught me. It's called jung. It's the connection between two people that can't be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can't ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them. I think this must be some part of what I feel for Genevieve. Jung is why I can't hate her. We're tied.

And just like that, our little family grows bigger.

It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them that you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough.

I steal a look at him. Is this how it goes? You fall in love, and nothing seems truly scary anymore, and life is one big possibility?

I go wherever you go.

You promised you wouldn't break my heart. In the contract you said you wouldn't, but you did, Covey." I've never heard him sound so sincere, so heartfelt.

You can't protect him from being hurt, babe, no matter what you do. Being vulnerable, letting people in, getting hurt . . . it's all a part of being in love

This is our start. This is the moment it becomes real. We are married. We are infinite. Me and Conrad. The first boy I ever slow danced with, ever cried over. Ever loved.

Once upon a time I knew his face by heart. I had him memorized.