There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk to love and feel without defense or reserve.

My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesnt go away it becomes a part of you step for step breath for breath. I will never stop grieving Bailey because I will never stop loving her. Thats just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined you dont get one without the other. All I can do is love her and love the world emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.

Ive always loved you and when you love someone you love the whole person just as he or she is and not as you would like them to be.

Love meant jumping off a cliff and trusting that a certain person would be there to catch you at the bottom.

I mean at the end of the day what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it cant be you

Sleep my little baby-ohSleep until you wakenWhen you wake youll see the worldIf Im not mistaken...Kiss a loverDance a measureFind your nameAnd buried treasure...Face your lifeIts pain Its pleasureLeave no path untaken.

It scares me how hard it is to remember life before you. I cant even make the comparisons anymore because my memories of that time have all the depth of a photograph. It seems foolish to play games of better and worse. Its simply a matter of is and is no longer.

This generation has lost the true meaning of romance. There are so many songs that disrespect women. You cant treat the woman you love as a piece of meat. You should treat your love like a princess. Give her love songs something with real meaning. Maybe Im old fashioned but to respect the woman you love should be a priority.

I love that you get cold when its 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when youre looking at me like Im nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And its not because Im lonely and its not because its New Years Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Isnt it funny how the memories you cherish before a breakup can become your worst enemies afterwards The thoughts you loved to think about the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle--it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box far from the light of day and throw away the key. Its not an act of bitterness. Its an act if self-preservation. Its not always a bad idea to stay behind the window and look out at life instead is it