I Don't Know Why, But There's Always

I Can Only Assume That There’s Only One Thing More Frustrating Than Not Being Able To Find Someone, And That’s Not Being Found. I Would Want Someone To Find Me, More Than Anything.

One Must Not Speak Of Such Things. One Is Still Scarred From That Experience.

There's No Limit To What You Can Dream. You Expect The Unexpected, You Believe In Magic, In Fairy Tales, And In Possibilities. Then You Grow Older And That Innocence Is Shattered And Somewhere Along The Way The Reality Of Life Gets In The Way And You're Hit By The Realization That You Can't Be All You Wanted To Be, You Just Might Have To Settle For A Little Bit Less.

We Have A Long Way To Go To Being The Perfect Couple, We Certainly Don’t Live The Fairy Tale Marriage, He Doesn’t Shower Me With Rose Petals And Fly Me To Paris On Weekends But When I Get My Hair Cut, He Notices. When I Dress Up To Go Out At Night, He Compliments Me. When I Cry, He Wipes My Tears. When I Feel Lonely, He Makes Me Feel Loved. And Who Needs Paris, When You Can Get A Hug?

Being The Best Was As Equal To Being In The Middle, Which Was Equal To Being The Worst. All Were Merely A State Of Being. It Was How A Person Felt In That State And Why They Were In That State That Was The Important Thing.