Count Your Lucky Stars (Written in the Stars, #3)

by Alexandria Bellefleur

“I’m not not interested. I just don’t feel like I need someone. Like I’m lacking without my special other half.”

“I’m a whole person. And the idea of needing to find someone to make you complete seems like bullshit to me. The right person shouldn’t complete you, they should love you the way you are. And it’s cool if they make you want to be better, but they should never make you feel like you’re too much or not enough exactly as you are.”

Love isn’t supposed to be quantifiable, relationships held up against one another, pitted against one another.

“If you don’t reckon with your feelings, sooner or later your feelings are going to reckon with you.

“I’m pretty sure a part of me has been waiting for you for eleven years. Just like I’m pretty sure, no matter what happens, I’m always going to be at least little bit in love with you, Liv. Waiting a few extra minutes wasn’t going to kill me.”

fucking KILL ME THIS so perfect and cheesy