Each time someone dies, a library burns.
People die, I think, but your relationship with them doesn't. It continues and is ever-changing.
I could step out of this sad life like it's an old sorry dress.
Maybe some people are just meant to be in the same story.
... if you're someone who knows the worst thing can happen at any time, aren't you also someone who knows the best thing can happen at any time too?
No hot guys should be allowed to have an English accent and drive a motorcycle. Not to mention wear the leather jacket or sport the cool shades. Hot guys should be forced into footie pajamas.