First things first…
getting out of bed today was really difficult. guess its safe to say my manic phase is over. all i wanna do is cry but at the same time crying physically hurts sooooo idunno if i really can do that.. am i doomed to never be loved the same way i love? will i ever meet someone who loves on the same level as me or will i always have too much love to give
“I just… I just need you to understand,” muttered Draco hesitantly, pulling in a deep breath. And then he began. “I’m never going to be a man who tells you how lucky I am to have you, even though I know I am. I’m never going to be a man who tells you that you’re beautiful everyday, even though you are. And I’m never going to be a man who tells you I love you everyday, even though I do. And I really do, Granger.” (x)