When I first met you, that's what I remember. I looked up at the sky and thought, I'm going to love this person because even the sky looks different.
Feelings are memories. Memories are also feelings.
Sports section and a sticky bun. Know what that means.
I haven't left a mark on the world, but is that so bad? Considering how deeply the world has marked me?
I am powerful because of who and what I am. Not because of who I am not.
He saved the world, but he shattered mine.