Strangers Are Just Family You Have Yet

I Give Myself A Good Cry If I Need It. But Then I Concentrate On The Good Things Still In My Life. I Don't Allow Myself Any More Self-pity Than That. A Little Each Every Morning, A Few Tears, And That's All.

Sometimes, Questions Are More Hurtful Than Insults.

But Our Eyes Are Different, What You See Ain't What I See.

Lost Love Is Still Love.

When He Smiles It's As If You'd Just Told Him The First Joke On Earth.