loveactually:

“uhm … before we start … can i just tell you something? just to get it off of my chest?”“sure, you can tell me anything, teddy. you know that.”“i … i’m still in love with you. i never got over you, and i wanted you to know that i love you. not as just your friend, but as the boyfriend i once was. i love everything about you and you can say everything bad about yourself that you can, and i’ll just love it that much more … i love your eyes, and i love your smile. when you look at me and just … and just smile at me, my heart melts and i just want to hold you in my arms. i love how you can out-eat me and it’s really unhealthy, but yet you can keep up with me on a run and you look as gorgeous as if you’re all dolled up for a red carpet event. i love how you hide in my arms when we’re watching a movie and a scary part comes on, and i love when you just hold my hand when we’re sitting on the couch. i love watching your face when you’re talking to someone, and i love watching you eat cereal in the morning - especially when you’re wearing my clothes from the night before. i love how you make me feel, and i hate how i feel when i’m not around you. god monica, i’m still so madly in love with you, and i can’t shake the grip you have on my heart. i tried, everyone knows i tried, but i just couldn’t do it. because they weren’t you monica. so there it is. i still love you, and if you don’t feel the same way … just tell me so i can be miserable in peace. sorry … i just had to say it.”“i bet…”

loveactually:

“uhm … before we start … can i just tell you something? just to get it off of my chest?”

“sure, you can tell me anything, teddy. you know that.”

“i … i’m still in love with you. i never got over you, and i wanted you to know that i love you. not as just your friend, but as the boyfriend i once was. i love everything about you and you can say everything bad about yourself that you can, and i’ll just love it that much more … i love your eyes, and i love your smile. when you look at me and just … and just smile at me, my heart melts and i just want to hold you in my arms. i love how you can out-eat me and it’s really unhealthy, but yet you can keep up with me on a run and you look as gorgeous as if you’re all dolled up for a red carpet event. i love how you hide in my arms when we’re watching a movie and a scary part comes on, and i love when you just hold my hand when we’re sitting on the couch. i love watching your face when you’re talking to someone, and i love watching you eat cereal in the morning - especially when you’re wearing my clothes from the night before. i love how you make me feel, and i hate how i feel when i’m not around you. god monica, i’m still so madly in love with you, and i can’t shake the grip you have on my heart. i tried, everyone knows i tried, but i just couldn’t do it. because they weren’t you monica. so there it is. i still love you, and if you don’t feel the same way … just tell me so i can be miserable in peace. sorry … i just had to say it.”

“i bet…”