You can't hurt someone who doesn't care about you.
I know everything and nothing about him all at the same time.
Love is always real, even when it doesnโt last.
One must have sorrow to truly appreciate joy.
But sometimes it's the sunshine that frightens us more than the big black shadows.
We were broken, brittle and fragile. The question was, were we still precious to each other? Or, instead of everything falling into place, had it fallen into pieces?