Readers Are Made By Readers - It

The Books, The Authors Who Matter The Most Are Those Who Speak To Me And Speak For Me All Those Things About Life I Most Need To Hear As The Confession Of Myself

All The Time I Think I Can Never Love You More Than I Already Do. And Then You Do Something Or Say Something, And I Love You More Than Ever. Like Just Now. Like Now. How Is It Possible? Can You Love Someone More And More And At The Same Time, All The Time, Love Them As Much As It's Possible To Love Someone?

However Much You Love Somebody, You Should Always Keep A Part Of Yourself To Yourself. Never Give It All. You Can Never Be Yourself Otherwise.

How Do I Think Of You? As Someone I Want To Be With. As Someone As Young As Me, But "older," If That Makes Sense. As Someone I Like To Look At, Not Just Because You're Good To Look At, But Because Just Looking At You Makes Me Smile And Feel Happier. As Someone Who Knows Her Mind And Who I Envy For That. As Someone Who Is Strong In Herself Without Seeming To Need Anyone Else To Help Her. As Someone Who Makes Me Thinks And Unsettles Me In A Way That Makes Me Feel More Alive.

And When Someone Else Speaks Your Name You Feel Pleased. You Feel Wanted. You Feel There. Alive. Even If They're Saying Your Name With Dislike, At Least You Know You're You, That You Exist.