Sunny days seem to hurt the most...

The moment I leaned back from what we were doing and my head found the perfect spot on your shoulder, I knew I could spend the rest of my life with you.

I hate it when you're not with me, I love it when you're not with her.

Long slow kisses, sweet soft whispers, nice strong arms, silly little smiles... these are the moments I love most when I'm with you.

He took my face and held it in his hands as he kissed me... the kiss, those lips, that feeling, lasted all night.

I think we dream so that we don't have to be apart for so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can always be together.

Sometimes it hurts a lot more to smile in front of everyone than to cry alone.

Missing someone isn't about how long it's been since you've seen them, or the amount of time sinve you've talked. It's about that very moment when you're doing something and you wish they were right there with you.

What if I said you never mattered, that I never lost a moment of sleep... what if I crushed all of your dreams and broke all the promises I swore to keep. Tell me how your life would be.

The truth is we hide because we want to be found. We walk away to see who will follow, we cry to see who will wipe away our tears. And we let our hearts get broken to see who will come and fix them...