Killing Me Softly Quotes

Because, if you could love someone, and keep loving them, without being loved back . . . then that love had to be real. It hurt too much to be anything else.

You couldn't hide from bad things and pretend they didn't exist–that left you with a dream world, and dream worlds eventually crumbled. You had to face the truth. And then decide what you wanted.

It was hard to be honest, to open up, and reveal something that sounded crazy. Because once you told someone the truth, that person had a piece of you—and they could belittle it, destroy it. They could turn your confession into a wound that never healed.

I never imagined you'd be so difficult," he muttered. "Maybe that's why you're supposed to meet me when I'm unconscious. So I don't burst your bubble right away.

Blue smiled. He had one of those devastatingly charming smiles that made you hate him even more when you noticed it. It was like he was fighting dirty.

Freddie dropped down beside them, distressed. "Let go of her, Blue; that looks really bad." "Feel free to stop him," Mira said, "instead of frowning at me like a sad puppy." "Hey!" Freddie said, looking like a sadder puppy. "I'm not going to molest you," Blue said. "You're molesting my wrist," Mira said. "I don't want you touching me." "I didn't want you to knee me in the lungs, so I guess we're even.