Sometimes it is a relief to be invisible

Maybe they would look at each other and feel some odd yearning, but neither of them would know why. They would want to stop, but they would be embarrassed, and neither would know what to say. They would go their separate ways. Who knew? Maybe that happened every day to people who'd once loved each other.

Maybe the truth is, there's a little bit of loser in all of us. Being happy isn't having everything in your life be perfect. Maybe it's about stringing together all the little things.

You just have to let people love you in the way they can

You forget your victories, but you remember the losses.

You couldn't erase the past. You couldn't even change it. But sometimes life offered you the opportunity to put it right.

I love you, I'll never stop.