“Make me remember what it feels like to be loved.”
“I don't like remembering. Remembering makes me feel things. I don't like feeling things.”
“Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.”
“I love you.” His voice was straightforward, affectionate. “You make me remember who I used to be. You make me want to be that man again. Right now, holding you, I feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together. I’m yours, if you’ll have me.”
“I know what love feels like, but this, this man... fuck me. Steals my breath. Knots me up. Torches me.""No, this is what denying love feels like, man. Why you denying your heart?”
“When the world makes me feel like I am alone, love reminds me otherwise.”