When you're a parent you find yourself looking at the unknown that is your child, trying to find a piece of yourself inside her, because sometimes that is what it takes to claim.

You're unwilling to go out on a limb because it just might break underneath you.

How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.

there's something nice about knowing that i'm not the only one who doesn't quite fit the part.

You fell in love with someone because of the tilt of his smile, or because he could make you laugh, or in this case, because he made you believe that you were the only one who could save him.

The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.

May be you had to come close to losing something before you could remember its value.