I open my eyes and look at her, flashing a smile. These feelings inside me... would they be love? It's definitely unnatural and... yet wonderful at the same time.
"I think I might love you too," I whisper back, as honest as can be.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I bring a hand to the side of her face and run my thumb over her cheek, "I would assume so. He's been here for this long, seems happy, better collected."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
For in everything it is no easy task to find the middle ... anyone can get angry—that is easy—or give or spend money; but to do this to the right person, to the right extent, at the right time, with the right motive, and in the right way, that is not for everyone, nor is it easy; wherefore goodness is both rare and laudable and noble. — Aristotle