Or maybe it's not a miracle. Maybe this is just life. When you open yourself up to it. When you put yourself in the path of it. When you say yes.

he kissed me hard. "Promise me. Promise me you'll spend New Year's with me next year," he whispered into my ear.

Life might take you down different roads. But each of you gets to decide which one to take.

We are like Humpty Dumpty and all these king's horses and all these king's men cannot put us back together again

It's quiet now. So quiet that can almost hear other people's dreams.

Standing here, in this quiet house where I can hear the birds chirping out back, I think I’m kind of getting the concept of closure. It’s no big dramatic before-after. It’s more like that melancholy feeling you get at the end of a really good vacation. Something special is ending, and you’re sad, but you can’t be that sad because, hey, it was good while it lasted, and there’ll be other vacations, other good times.

We'll tell our secrets to the dark"-Adam "Okay"-Mia "So let's hear another of your irrational fears"-Adam "I'm scared of losing you"-Mia "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen"-Adam "It still scares me"- Mia