Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.
My only regret is that
I didn’t tell enough people
to fuck off.
Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment that makes you think, “I just really love you.