Love is proud of itself. It leaks out of us even with the tightest security.

There is a great fear that plagues only romantics and children... it is that they might be alright alone.

The truth isn't what we say, it's how we feel when we say it.

What a gigantic step it is not to move.

Why is it that we always remember that people forget; but we always forget that they remember?I used to remember...but I forgot!

The Long Way HomeWhy is it when people feel they are losing each other they always leave each other?Why do people walk away from their house when all they have to do to get home is turn around?

Relationships that do not end peacefully, do not end at all.