If hers are the stars in the nighttime sky, mine are the haunted empty spaces in between.
When I told you that I’d pray for you, what did you think I was talking about?
The next time you're mad at me, talk to me,' he said. 'Don't shut me out. I don't like playing games. And by the way, I had a great time, too.
If you look for me, I'm in the fiction section. Romance has its own section.
I love you,too, Garrett. But sometimes love isn't enough.
What are we after all our dreams, after all our memories?