It’s easy to plant a seed and sprinkle it with water, but once the sun scorches the ground, and the earth soaks up all the moisture, you’re left with nothing but a thirsty little flower trying desperately to make it out of the dirt.

The phrase what I want struck me. It contains so much entitlement, so many complications, but encompasses only what a person doesn't have.

Sometimes I would open my eyes when we were kissing, I would watch him and I could see it. I could actually see LOVE - not words, not an emotion, not an abstract concept or a subjective state of mind, but a living, breathing thing.

The days will always be brighter because he existed. The nights will always be darker because he's gone.

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.

No one commits suicide because they want to die.

And no matter what anybody says about grief and about time healing all wounds, the truth is, there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken.