Ten, I thought, he's definitely a ten

You've grown up, girl. You've grown up real nice, Welcome home

He had told her he would love her forever, but he could not stay with her. From that time on, she couldn't see his glow or hear his voice in her head. Could he still hear her? Was he even aware of her existence?

old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.

...you canʹt always choose how you love a person. Love isnʹt logical or fair. It just happens.

Some people fall head over heels. Other people begin to fall without even knowing it—love grows like a spring flower beneath last autumn’s leaves and catches them by surprise.

Good people were also capable of doing very bad things.