“Sometimes I breathe you in and I know you know.”
“I know you got your heart broken but I know the heart can heal, too. And I know what it feels like to love again. I love you so much, I can’t sleep at night. Sometimes I forget to breathe. And in a hundred years, that’s never going to change.”
“Sometimes I shrink from your knowing what I have felt for you, and sometimes I am distressed that all of it you will never know.”
“I know sometimes, that all it takes to be invincible, is to know you are such.”
“I know what I know of you," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot. "And I want to know more.”
“You know I love you right?”“I know,” he breathed, his arm tightening automatically around my waist. “You know how much I wish it was enough.”