He knows everything about her. Every little, teensy, tiny, miniscule detail about her life. He knows that her eyes are the loveliest shade of blue, even though he likes to pretend they are green. He knows every curve of her body by heart and can trace her figure with his eyes closed. He knows which ear to whisper in to give her the chills and make the little blonde hairs on her arms and neck stand straight up. He knows that she loves music and understands when she is driving and feels the need to argue with the radio. He knows that she loves to be held and cuddled with, especially under the stars at the playground . He knows that she adores watching him play baseball, but hates to actually play it. He knows that she will support him in anything he decides to do. He knows that she is obsessed with working out but assures her everyday that she is beautiful and thin. He knows that she loves chicken, especially the kind that he expertly cooks with a thousand different spices. He knows that she would feel positively naked if she didn’t wear her jewelry everyday. He knows that she loves those silly MTV shows and chick flicks like The Notebook but somehow doesn’t mind sitting through them as long as he can hold her hand. He knows the important basics: her birthday, her favorite color, her siblings names, her cats name. He knows the secrets that she tells no one but him and most importantly he knows that she loves him to pieces and wouldn’t let him go for the world.

I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. And it's not because you are unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every attribute and quality that I've ever looked for in another person. -chasing amy

never let a guy know you like him
because then he knows that what
ever he does youre still gonna love
him and hes gonna mess with your
heart until it breaks  in  half

I hug you, and I almost feel like that's where I belong. And honestly, that's the only place I want to be

"There's so much I wish for these days, but most of all, I wish you were here. It's strange, but before I met you, I couldn't remember the last time I cried. Now, it seems that tears come easily to me. . . but you have a way of making my sorrows seem worthwhile, of explaining things in way that lessens my ache. You are a treasure, a gift, and when we're together again, I intend to hold you until my arms are weak and I can do it no longer. My thoughts of you are sometimes the only things that keep me going." –Nicholas Sparks "Nights in Rodanthe"

maybe he's not the smoothest, cutest or most popular guy, and maybe you think you were better than he is, but let me tell you what makes him better than you: he's sweet, and even though he stumbles over his words sometimes, it's ok, because he sounds genuine; he's perceptive, he can tell somethings wrong before i even tell him, and he knows all the things to do to fix it, he knows that sometimes i just need to cry and be held, he's honest, and true and loyal, and we can be totally open with each other, and, most importantly, he doesn't make me cry

There's nothing in the world like being young and in love. It gives you the power to do things you would never have had the courage to do otherwise. It inspires you to make yourself vulnerable, put your heart on the line... to give more than you can give, to speak heart-felt sentiments you thought only existed in old books and flowery poetry. And it can make you forget everything except love itself. That one thing that makes life worth living, the object of your affection. Inspired by love, we can move mountains, make great changes, do great things. But we can also become so blinded by it that we forget everything, everyone.. even ourselves --Everwood

"When you're 16, logic and experience don't matter. All that matters is the way you feel and the way you felt the first time you knew it was love. " -The Wonder Years