Did you know...you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breath? I'll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight...and it's like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.

But inside or out, I was alone, and I was beginning to wonder if I always had been, if I always would be.

If a heart could break once, it shouldn't have been able to happen again.

But hey, what's life without a little adversity?" That had to have been the fakest attempt at optimism since my fourth grade teacher tried reasoning that we were better off without the dead kids in our class because it'd mean more turns on the playground swings for the rest of us.

He's so busy looking inside people to find the good that he misses the knife they're holding in their hand.

Nope," he whispered, when I tried to tug it away. "Mine now.

Sometimes you're the one speeding along in a panic, doing too much, not paying attention, wrecking things you don't mean to. And sometimes life just happens to you, and you can't dodge it. It crashes into you because it wants to see what you're made of.