You like someone who can’t like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.
John Green/David Levithan, Will Grayson, Will Grayson (via psych-facts)
I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.
"Peeta, how come I never know when you’re having a nightmare?" I say.
"I don’t know. I don’t think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror," he says.
"You should wake me," I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down.
"It’s not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you," he says. "I’m okay once I realize you’re here."
Hujan dalam kamar. Padahal di luar cerah. Habisnya flashback tentang 3 tahun disana bikin pengen kembali. 3 tahun yang bikin orang yg tadinya ga gini jadi kayak gini. Kangen.