When my little daughter asks me, "Mummy, who was your first love?"
I don't want to pull out old photo albums and love letters.
I want to point across the room and say,
"Your father, he's sitting right there"

Funny how the one you love can make you so mad yet you want nothing more than for them to hold you close and never let go.

How can you expect somebody to love you if you don't even love yourself?

Boy: I'm falling in love with you
Girl: I don't believe in love
Boy: Believe in me

[True Convo]

Sometimes you just have to let them win, because losing the argument is easier than losing them.