I Would Always Wait To Take You

People Are Always Separable.

Do I Really Have To Find A Word For It? Can't It Just Be What It Is?

Measure The Hope Of That Moment, That Feeling. Everything Else Will Be Measured Against It.

Love Is So Painful, How Could You Ever Wish It On Anybody? And Love Is So Essential, How Could You Ever Stand In Its Way?

Love Is Tied To Truth. I Think Of Them As Unhappily Conjoined Twins.