I don't know myself. I don't know what I want or how I feel or how I should feeland I don't think I ever really have.

He never leaves my side. And I know he never will.

And when someone grows up knowing so little of what real love feels like, whether from family, or friends, or the love of a companion, that person starts to believe that they weren’t meant to be loved, that good things will never happen to them. They start to believe that whenever something good does happen, it’s inevitable that something bad will come along to replace it.

let yourself cry, OK? One of the worst feelings in the world is being unable to cry and eventually it…starts to make things darker.

I promise to love you forever in this life and wherever we go in the afterlife, because I know I can't go on in any life unless you're in it too.

Two people unable to cry finally cry together and in the world ended today, we would be fulfilled.

A bus ride is like being in another world.