“Marina sighs. “Love is like a tidal wave,” she says. “Because it sweeps you off your feet?” I ask. “No, because it sucks you under and you drown.” “But sometimes,” I point out, “it’s the only thing that keeps you afloat.”
“Love's a tidal wave," she says."Because it sweeps you off your feet?" I ask. "No. Because it sucks you under and you drown.""But sometimes," I point out, "it's the only thing that keeps you afloat.”
“Marina sighs. "Love's a tidal wave," she says. "Because it sweeps you off your feet?" I ask. "No. Because it sucks you under and you drown.”
“Love is a tidal wave--not because it sweeps you off your feet, but because it pulls you down and drowns you.”
“You’re insane, you know that?” he says. “It’s the only thing keeping me afloat,” I say.”
“I feel myself...going under. I'm drowning in you because I am so hopelessly in love with you. You're the only one I want.”