It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. I hate her yet I do not think I can exist without her.

All the most powerful emotions come from chaos -fearangerlove- especially love. Love is chaos itself. Think about it Love makes no sense. It shakes you up and spins you around. And then eventually it falls apart.

When its gone youll know what a gift love was. youll suffer like this. So go back and fight to keep it.

Love Jo all your days if you choose but dont let it spoil you for its wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you cant have the one you want.

Though lovers be lost love shall not And death shall have no dominion.

This is not a goodbye my darling this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.I love you T.

It was many and many a year agoIn a kingdom by the seaThat a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEEAnd this maiden she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved by me.I was a child and she was a childIn this kingdom by the seaBut we loved with a love that was more than love-I and my Annabel LeeWith a love that the winged seraphs of heavenCoveted her and me.And this was the reason that long agoIn this kingdom by the seaA wind blew out of a cloud chillingMy beautiful Annabel LeeSo that her highborn kinsman cameAnd bore her away from meTo shut her up in a sepulchreIn this kingdom by the sea.The angels not half so happy in heavenWent envying her and me-Yes- that was the reason as all men knowIn this kingdom by the seaThat the wind came out of the cloud by nightChilling and killing my Annabel Lee.But our love it was stronger by far than the loveOf those who were older than we-Of many far wiser than we-And neither the angels in heaven aboveNor the demons down under the seaCan ever dissever my soul from the soulOf the beautiful Annabel Lee.For the moon never beams without bringing me dreamsOf the beautiful Annabel LeeAnd the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyesOf the beautiful Annabel LeeAnd so all the night-tide I lie down by the sideOf my darling- my darling- my life and my brideIn the sepulchre there by the seaIn her tomb by the sounding sea.

I know thats what people say-- youll get over it. Id say it too. But I know its not true. Oh youll be happy again never fear. But you wont forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Why is it you tell me the truth only when youve fallen asleep Its then that you visit me.