Be my Christine...

and I'll be your Raoul...

"I believe that with you in my life I'll make it..."

"If you reach for the stars, all you get are the stars... but if you reach for The Heavens, you get the stars thrown in!"

-Mary Poppins

Life is like a box of valentine chocolates; you know you'll never get one.

I can't believe this is the end..... but since it is, I should make it mine.

It's getting way too close to call it 'just a thought'.

I get this dwelling dark feeling that always seems to put a smile on my face. And the juxtaposition is so eccentric and malevolent that I know it suits me perfectly.

My heart dies whenever I think about what your thinking because I know that you think like me...

... and I know what I think about...

and I pray that my thoughts aren't right.

Sometimes I wonder if life is really worth living...
Other times I wonder if my reason for living is a mere lie...

I might not be able to hold your cold sweet hand, but I can still feel your hand on my heart.