It was all a matter of control. And Choice. Nothing more, nothing less
When you close that door to nowhere throw away the key, we have a tendency to look back and regret
I love you', though, were three words she had often heard during her twenty-two years, and it seemed to her that they were now completely devoid of meaning, because they had never turned into anything serious or deep, never translated into a lasting relationship.
He too knows how to lose.
I write because I need to share my thoughts with the audience.
An awareness of death encourages us to live more intensely.