He laughs. I like his laugh. I hate that I like his laugh.

I stood beside the U-Haul, and I just watched her. I stared at her while she looked on with the saddest look in her eyes. I wanted to know what she was thinking about, what was going on in her head. What had mad her so sad? I wanted to hug her so bad. When she finally got out of the U-Haul and I introduced myself to her, it took all I had to let go of her hand. I wanted to hold on to it forever. I wanted to let her know that she wasn't alone. Whatever burden it was that she was carrying around, I wanted to carry it for her. I wish I could, Lake. I wish I could take it all away. Unfortunately, that's not how it works. It doesn't just go away.

I'm not a fan of inconsistency.

There's so much more to relationship than just love.

Wäre ich ein Zimmermann, würde ich dir ein Fenster zu meiner Seele zimmern.
Wenn du hineinschauen würdest, sähest du dich selbst in der Scheibe gespiegelt.
Und dann wüsstest du, dass meine Seele ein
Spiegelbild von deiner ist.

I got schooled this year
by
a
boy.

A boy that I'm seriously, deeply, madly, incredibly, and undeniably in love with.
And he taught me the most important thing of all...

To put the emphasis
On life .