Youβre not a bad person, youβre just a little bit different and Iβm a sucker for that.
She wildly burned for the one she loved and he stood there watching, hoping he too would catch a blaze from the violence stirring in her heart.
Maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves.
I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.