I'm Very Open In Terms Of Sharing

That's How Life Is. Sometimes There Are Happy Endings, Sometimes There Aren't, And More Often There Are Shades Of Gray.

This Time, I Whispered That I Loved Him Too. Then, I Silently Listed All The Reason: I Loved Him For His Gentleness. I Loved Him For Being An Amazing Catch Yet Still Vulnerable Enough To Be Insecure. But Most Of All, I Loved Him For Loving Me.

He Nods, As If To Acknowledge That Endings Are Almost Always A Little Sad, Even When There Is Something To Look Forward To On The Other Side.

You Can't Quantify Love, And If You Try, You Can Wind Up Focusing On Misleading Factors.

I Like To Match What I Wear To My Book Jacket - It's A Little Bit Cheesy, But It's My Thing.