Love is so short.

But groundless hope, like unconditional love, is the only kind worth having.

Take it all back. Life is boring, except for flowers, sunshine, your perfect legs. A glass of cold water when you are really thirsty. The way bodies fit together. Fresh and young and sweet. Coffee in the morning. These are just moments. I struggle with the in-betweens. I just want to never stop loving like there is nothing else to do, because what else is there to do?

But lately I've been seeing it differently. Now I think it's about finding that one thing you really care about, that one special thing that means more to you than anything else in the world. And when you find her, you fight for her. You risk it all, you put her in front of everything, your life, all of it. And maybe the stuff you do to help her isn't so clean. You know what? It doesn't matter, because in your heart you know that the juice is worth the squeeze.

Hey, you and I are going to have a big love affair and it won't work but somewhere in the middle my god, we tried.

And love is either in your heart or on its way.

"Love is so short, forgetting is so long."
--Pablo Neruda