Told her she was beautiful. Didn't give up when she didn't believe me.
The clock always ticks. There are times you don't hear it, and there are times that you do.
We stay this way until twilight colours the window and the hour calls me home
If there's one thing I've learned, it's this: We all want everything to be okay. We don't even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.
He has no idea how beautiful the ordinary becomes once it disappears.
Some days are like this. And the only way to get through them is to remember that they are only one day, and that every day ends.