Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Post No. 45

She asked me what it felt like, what love felt like. How could I explain to her that it was how I felt every time my arm brushed hers? How could I explain that it was the way her voice made my insides churn in bittersweet bliss? How could I explain that it was the sound of my name coming out of her mouth, making my head spin and my knees weak? How could I tell her that love was inexplicably and undeniably what I felt for her our whole lives?


I mean, if the relationship can’t survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for the short term?

- The Last Song; Nicholas Sparks


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