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If My Love Were An Ocean, There Would Be No More Land. If My Love Were A Desert, You Would See Only Sand. If My Love Were A Star- Late At Night, Only Light. And If My Love Could Grow Wings, I'd Be Soaring In Flight.

Josh Will Begin Disappearing Into A Future Where The Only Place He And I Remain Friends Is On The Internet.

This Time, For The First Time, I Saw The Possibilities In Giving Up. I Even Found Hope In It.

It's Important To Be Aware Of How We Treat Others. Even Though Someone Appears To Shrug Off A Sideways Comment Or To Not Be Affected By A Rumor, It's Impossible To Know Everything Else Going On In That Person's Life, How We Might Be Adding To His/her Pain. People Do Have An Impact On The Lives Of Others; That's Undeniable.

As A Writer, My Only Responsibility Is To Tell A Compelling Story.