Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with.

i love you Ivy. I'll never stop loving you." "I prayed for one more chance to reach you," he said, "to tell you how much I love you and to tell you to keep on loving. Someone else was meant for you,Ivy, and you were meant for someone else.

I glanced up at him. "I love things that are beautiful when you don't expect them to be.

People fear anyone who differs from what is considered normal, and in a small town the idea of normal can be as narrow as the streets.

Endings are beginnings, and beginnings are ours to turn into something good.

I think I’m dying to get to know a particular guy. Then he opens his mouth and ruins it.

Every night she had fallen asleep dreaming about that kiss, and each kiss after.