You are and always have been my dream.

The more I know of the world the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much

Love is patient love is kind. It does not envy it does not boast it is not proud. It is not rude it is not self-seeking it is not easily angered it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects always trusts always hopes always perseveres.

The greater the love the greater the tragedy when its over.

Above all dont lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him or around him and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.

It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because its so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesnt coma back. Youre left so alone that you cant explain. Damn theres nothing like that is there Ive been there and you have too. Youre nodding your head.

Some people dont understand the promises theyre making when they make them I said.Right of course. But you keep the promise anyway. Thats what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.

I would always rather be happy than dignified.

You are the answer to every prayer Ive offered. You are a song a dream a whisper and I dont know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have.

The one you love and the one who loves you are never ever the same person.