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From the stage, I thought she was pretty. But from one foot in front of her, I see she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Layla carries herself with a confidence that would be attractive no matter what she looked like.
It’s better to be a selfless somebody than to be a selfish nobody.”
She believes I’m going to be a somebody, and her belief in me is actually making me start to believe it too.
She assumes I’m a starving artist yet somehow still loves me as if I could give her the world. There’s no better feeling than being loved for who you are rather than for what you’re worth.
Concern might be the only difference between liking someone and loving someone.
I can’t be the Band-Aid for her wounds. I need to be what helps them heal.
Every single second with her felt like an awakening. Like I’d never really opened my eyes until she came along.
That’s how Layla made me feel. It was like someone let all the air back into my life when I had no idea I was even suffocating.
Knowing there’s more to this life than meets the eye makes everything around me feel insignificant.
It’s during the moments of silence between us when I feel the guiltiest. Silence is where all the mistakes happen.
Perhaps what we desire can sometimes be so strong it overpowers our fate.”
Layla is my soul mate in every realm of life.
She’s still a terrible dancer. It was the first thing I noticed about her . . . and it’s the absolute last thing I would ever want to change.
