Funerals...are for the living.
At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze.
Our children are weird. Nicely phrased.
Dumpers may not always be the heartbreakers, and the Dumpees may not always be the heartbroken. But everyone has a tendency.
You never know. It's just. It's like. POOF. And you're gone.
He really was beautiful. I know boys aren’t supposed to be, but he was.