And Everytime You Hold Me Close, You Tell Me You Love Me, You Smile And Tell Me It'll Be Ok...
..::x::..You Have No Idea What You Do To Me..::x::..

Sometimes its the friends that we hold so close, that are the ones holding the knife that stabs your back.

An answer to the unending question:
A rose represents love because, though it may die, while it lives there is no other flower that in beauty may compare to the rose, and even in death its beauty remains.

Boy: Just jump up, Ill catch you.
Girl: I cant, Im too scared...what if you drop me?
Boy: If I do then Ill fall down and help you get back up...if I dont Ill lift you higher then youve ever been and never let you down.

Its true, when you turn away...I will fall down.
But, before you even have the chance to turn back around...
I will have picked myself up and never let you know I even stumbled.

And as he walked away for the very last time, the only sound in that entire room- was her broken heart screaming
"I still love you"

Her biggest fear that night wasn't having to watch him come in with her, hold and kiss her, and leave with her...it was letting him see that her heart was still broken.

She looks at him, all the light in her eyes fading. She says "babe, I just don't know what I'm fighting for." Choking back tears he whispers "Babe, I'm fighting just to keep you."

It takes a good friend,
to try and keep you till the very end.
But it takes a great friend,
to know when to let go.

..xxand I sometimes find myself looking at your urn, tracing my fingers along your engraved name. Telling myself "He's gonna come home someday...".xx..

RIP Daddy...I know you tried....