“I don’t think that you should tell me that you love me wildly, passionately, devotedly, hopelessly. Hopelessly doesn’t seem to make much sense, does it?”
“She had me alright. I was a fucked up mess. I should have known it was hopeless to try to get her out of my system and nothing could make me fall out of love.”
“I feel sorry for anyone that thinks they have a chance. I am hopelessly and completely in love with you.”
“With someone you like that much, the lows are as low as the highs are high. Does that make sense?'It does. It also makes me sound bipolar.'Love will do that to a person.”
“Last hopeless chances have got to work. Nothing makes sense otherwise. You might as well not be alive.”
“God, I miss you. I love you so much, Natalie, and when I get home I’m going to keep loving you until you tell me to stop. But don’t, please. Don’t tell me to stop. I love you.With everything.- Ry.”