A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other... maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.
You choose the end of the summer to fall in love with this guy because secretly, you don’t want it to last.
Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they're gone.
One night love affair, pretending we don't care, and now we're left with nothing.
But, though I was very much in lust with him, I knew from the start we were nothing like "forever." Maybe because forever is such a scary place.
A blaze of love and extinction, was better than a lantern glimmer of the same which should last long years.
Romance is an illusion. Well, romance is not a complete illusion, but it's ephemeral. It does not last.
He did say I fascinated him, but he really should have clarified to me that I was just the fascination for the day.
She loved him absolutely, perhaps for half an hour.
The only difference between a caprice and a lifelong passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.
There is a current mythology in our culture that anytime we meet someone and have that "enchanted evening" experience, that experience of looking into the eyes of the other and falling hopelessly in love - that this is nothing more than a delusion; a mutual projection, a fantasy that will only last until reality sets in.
