I look at you and I think that you are the embodiment of love. Not all that love is, but all that love could be. -- Me and you, we could take the world by storm. Be the friends cheesy candy apple books are made of and friendship bracelets made for. We could love those around us way too deeply, come out full of scars, but unphased, nonetheless. -- But you aren't the embodiment of love. I am not. Together we cannot be, but we can try.