Time cannot be packaged and ribboned and left under trees for christmas morning.Time can't be given.But it can be shared

Love is not a theme. It's an atmosphere, a mood.

Twice we stood beside each other at the altar, Rosie. Twice. And twice we got it wrong. I needed you to be there for my wedding day but I was too stupid to see that I needed you to be the reason for my wedding day. But we got it all wrong.

sometimes we have absolutely no idea where we are, we need the smallest clue to show us where to begin.

Paths are so much clearer when people stop looking at what everyone else is doing and instead concentrate on themselves ~Gabe

you will always be my favorite hello and hardest goodbye. P.S. i will always love you

Alone because love was one of those feelings that you could never have control of. And she needed to be in control. She had loved before, had been loved, had tasted what it was to dream, and had felt what it was to dance on air. She had also learned what it was to cruelly land back on the earth with a thud.