If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say ‘But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today.
Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.
Making love was never about you and me in a bed. We made love whenever we held hands.
You were a dream. Then reality. Now a memory.
There are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.
Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you.
All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
