She wasnt exactly sure when it happened. Or even when it started. All she knew for sure was that right here and now she was falling hard and she could only pray that he was feeling the same way.

He was the toast to her butter.

This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy.

If you love a flower that lives on a star it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers...

I know youre tired but come this is the way.

Love is what you make it. Unfortunately I cant make it today as I have a doctors appointment.

You looove me. holds out arms You love me this much.

Sometimes you want to say I love you butYet the but takes away the I love you. In love their are no buts or ifs or when. Its just there and always. No beginning no end. Its the condition-less state of the heart. Not a feeling that comes and goes at the whim of the emotions. It is there in our heart a part of our hearteventually grafting itself into each limb and cell of our bodies. Love changes our brain the way we move and talk. Love lives in our spirit and graces us with its presence each day until death.To say I love you but. is to say I did not love you at all.I say this to you now I love you with no beginning no end. I love you as you have become an extra necessary organ in my body. I love you as only a girl could love a boy. Without fear. Without expectations. Wanting nothing in return except that you allow me to keep you here in my heart that I may always know your strength your eyes and your spirit that gave me freedom and let me fly.

Dont sacrifice yourself too much because if you sacrifice too much theres nothing else you can give and nobody will care for you.

In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York and would connect to the reservoir. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep the tears would all go to the same place and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down and you could know if New York is in heavy boots.