Stevie J. Cole Quotes

It wasn't my place to stop you. You had another guy's ring on your finger. It wasn't my fucking place!" He snatches my hand up, shoving my wedding ring in my face. "The moment you put this ring on your finger, you were no longer mine.

Addicts say there is never a high as great as that first time, and it's the same with love.

You've always been my exception to everything.

You lose a love like this and you'll never find it again. Never.

This hurts because I love her when I should have learned to hate her. You never fall in love with someone having the thought that one day you'll need to hate them, but you see, the consequence of loving someone more than they love you is hate. You have to learn to hate them or they will strip your soul fucking bare when they leave you.

When death can't stand to conquer something, you know it must be beautiful.

Fiction was the only way I stayed sane. But I didn't read romances or fairy tales. Nope. I looked for the gritty, the perverse. The dark. Because those kinds of stories gave me hope that there were far worse things in life than what I was dealing with.

We lived love. A love so tragic and beautiful that it's only fitting it doesn't have a happily ever after.

That's what life is, a series of fuck-ups and what you make of 'em.

This is all I have - her words. Words...feelings caught in time.

This is Vee Gina.

You're my perfectly flawed, shattered fucking mess.

In life, there were no rewrites, no edits. Only painful rereads.

when you lose the person who gave you life, part of you dies along with them.

Sometimes we make a mistake that can never be undone. We hurt people we never intend to hurt, and it isn't until years later we realize that although we hurt them, letting them go was the kindest thing we could have done.

Funny how well-rehearsed you can become at being who everyone thinks you should be.

...then I wonder, does anyone ever intend on being that kind of person?

I hadn't talked to myself in a while, but then again, I was all alone. I was my only true supporter. And loneliness is a bitch.

It took me an hour to know you, and only a day to fall in love, but it will take me a lifetime to forget you.

I never got over you either," I ocnfess, and he draws in a deep breath. "It's because I never would let you go. You felt that, didn't you?" He presses a soft kiss to my lips. "Pienso en ti siempre." I think of you always.

Nothing can ever change that I was yours and you were mine, and for a short period of time, we had something people write books about. We lived love. A love so tragic and beautiful that it's only fitting it doesn't have a happily ever after. I love you.

Love is tragic. Love is painful and brutal, but above all, within true love, there is a beauty matched by nothing else. And what truly is tragic is to never love someone the way I love you.

The consequence of loving someone more than they love you is hate.

satisfied. Satisfaction is like a fucking unicorn that shits glitter and diamonds. It doesn't exist.

Life changes and molds you with every breath. Death has a way of forcing you to re-evaluate decisions, and fate has a way of shoving your face into everything you've lost.

As much as you may want to, you can't make yourself love someone, and as much as it sucks, you can't make yourself not love someone either. Love is its own fucking beast.

I am different. I am FUCKING DIFFERENT!

Deep down inside, I'm a selfish bastard, but I'm a selfish bastard that will love her in ways no other man ever will. She has been mine since that first day in English class, since the first time I kissed her and told her I loved her. And really, it's not my fault another man fell in love with the woman whose heart belongs to me.

We're all broken.

Broken?" I laughed. "Nah, princess. I'm a shattered fucking mess.

He's fucking me like he wants to kill me, yet he's kissing me like he wants to love me. The

I've given myself over to a devil, and God help me, all of the misery has been worth it for this very fucking moment.

I don't have friends. I talk to people when I have to. I smile. I do the socially acceptable thing and tolerate people when I'm at work. But no one gets in my personal space. I don't need anybody!