And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

There are more of us than you think.

He who leaps for the sky may fall, it's true. But he may also fly.

Everything ends, people move on, they don't look back. It's how they should be.

You came form different starts and you'll come to different ends.

I start to back away before I do something wildly inappropriate, like jump on top of him.

Nobody ever said life was fair.