I've heard it said so many times that time heals all wounds. But nobody says anything about the memories it leavs behind.

How can people say they love you for who you are when you have to be someone else around them.
( I didn't write this, don't remember who did, just liked it and thought you might like it too. Charles)

Never live with regret, it makes for a bad room-mate.

Hearts can often be broken by words left unspoken