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  • I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.

    "Augustus," I said.

    "I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.

    John Green (The Fault in Our Stars)

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    The first time I thought I fell in love,
    I was sixteen and naive.
    You held my hand, and butterflies fluttered.
    You looked at me like I was the night sky.
    You called me beautiful, and I shined like the sun.
    Every time you kissed me, sparks flew.

    The day you left me was the first day of a long winter.

    But when I was nineteen and grown,
    I discovered a hand that never let mine go, and eagles soared.
    I found eyes that forever gazed at me like I was the radiance of The Milky Way.
    I felt beautiful all the time, without having to be called it, and beamed brighter than all of the Northern Lights.
    I was kissed every second of the day, but each time was no less than The Fourth of July.

    And from then on, for the rest of my life, I knew that winter would never come again.

    Because I realized that I had never been in love at sixteen at all.
    The first time I really fell in love,
    And I mean truly, madly, deeply, unconditionally in love,

    I was nineteen, and it was with myself.

    Christine Tran, My First Love Story (via soulofgold)

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