Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.

It's said a friend is a person who walks in when everyone else walks out.

Kingsley did the same, except he also removed his T-shirt, showing off his broad chest, tan and smooth. When had Kingsley had time to work on his tan? Mimi wondered.

we laughed until we had to cry, we loved until we said goodbye.

She can't let him go not telling him what she was about to do. Kingsley...I can't do this. I'm coming with you.

Stop your doubting, my love. I knew you would find me. ~Jack

I'm so sorry for loving you, I'm so sorry.... But it was such a wonderful dream, my love, such a wonderful dream.