Kyrie

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“you’re under my skin and stuck in my head, and I’m furious with you for that.”
― Raven Kennedy, Gleam

“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“What could have been will now never be. That’s what hurts the most.”
― Abigail Owen, The Games Gods Play