I'll understand if you don't want me. But I will be heartbroken. You are all I ever
dreamed of and hoped for. You are much, much more. Please know that I didn't think I was mean-minded. But I realize I am. I don't want you to put your arms around me and say it's all right, that you forgive me. I want you to be sure that you do, and my love for you will last as long as I live.
I don't have ugly ducklings turning into swans in my stories. I have ugly ducklings turning into confident ducks.
I look placid, you see, that's why people think I'm fine. Inside I worry a lot.
She put her head down on the table and cried all the tears that she knew she should have cried in the past year and a half. But they weren't ready then, they were now.
It was so silly to try to define things by words. What did one person mean by infatuation or obsession and another mean by love. The whole thing couldn't be tidied away with neat little labels.