the imperfectionist

Girl: When i'm old and bent and sitting in a chair, you come and hold my hand. All right? That's your job. Okay?
Man: No. When you're old and bent, i'll be gone. I'll hold it now. Later, you'll have to remember.

It’s like, when you’re excited about a girl, and you see a couple holding hands, and you feel so happy for them. And at other times, you see the same couple, and they make you so mad. And all you always want, is to feel happy for them because you know, that if you do, then it means that you are happy, too.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower.