Even after all the pain you put me through, I’d still answer the phone if you called.

There’s going to be days where you’ll stay in bed until 2pm because your sadness will hold you hostage in your room, but that’s okay.
There’s going to be sleepless nights because you’re too busy crying so hard in your knees, but that’s okay. There’s going to be “friends” who leave because they didn’t like seeing you sad, but that’s okay. There’s going to be teachers who don’t understand why sometimes you don’t show up to class, but that’s okay. There’s going to be times where you’ll relapse and hate your life a little more, but that’s okay. There’s going to be people who just don’t understand exactly what you’re going through, but that’s okay. Because in the end you’re still here and you’re still fighting, that’s all that matters.

“I know it sounds ridiculous,” he tells her,

“But I am terribly in love with the thought of you becoming mine.”