The fact that you can't see how much you're worth makes you worth so much more." She opened her mouth once, her brow bunched, but nothing came out. She didn't know the words to ask. I continued. "A diamond doesn't know how much it's worth; it's just beautiful because it exists.

What do you want to trust me with tonight?" A sigh escaped forcefully, waving the white flag that I was a melted, scorched woman at those words. "Anything," I whispered back.

I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole fromyou. And I want it to be something that even a coma can't make youforget.

Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.