If it stays, then it is love. If it ends, it's a love story.
I was drunk in love, but you were already sober.
Another step brought him close enough to see the tiny lines that creased the corners of her eyes. Logan took a deep breath, and fought the urge to run his fingers along their path. He wanted to know what caused them, wanted to be part of the laughter and the tears that now reflected on her beautiful face.
