The Love That Split the World

by Emily Henry

don’t believe in love at first sight but maybe this is as close as it gets: seeing someone, a person you have no business loving, on a football field one night and thinking, I want you to be mine and I want to be yours. Lying on a closet floor with someone and thinking, I shouldn’t know you but I do. Recognizing someone as a part of you before they’ve even become that person in your life, and knowing, without a doubt, that neither of you will ever be who are you in this exact moment ever again and believing, against all odds, you will continue to belong to one another despite that. I don’t love Beau

You feel things deeply. Growing up is going to hurt. Only you can decide if the pain is worth the love.”

worthiness isn’t a factor in whether we’re alive or loved.

because love is giving the world away, and being loved is having the whole world to give.