If you can just stop loving her then you never really loved her at all. Love doesn’t work that way. If you ever truly love someone, then it never goes away. It can become something else. There are all different sorts of love. It can even become hate—a thin line and all that—and, really, hate is just another kind of caring.
Blakney Francis, Someone I Used to Know (via harukimuracallme)
the way we have changed each other’s lives
even if we don’t end up lasting forever
i don’t think i could ever regret getting a tattoo with him
if only to commemorate the time we had together