your lips

You know what, I’m afraid. Afraid to lose you right here and now, afraid to never fall in love again, afraid to never forget you, afraid to always compare your lips to those who I kiss, afraid to give anything, or maybe even everything, just so I could be with you.
—  P.G.G
I knew you so well. I knew how your lips would curl into a smile, how your eyes light up every time your favorite song comes on, or even the way your heart beats. I knew every little bits and pieces of you. But now I know you much more. Because now I know the way you make a heart break.
—  P.G.G