One Way Isn't Better Than The Other;

And Like A Favorite Old Movie, Sometimes The Sameness In A Friend Is What You Like The Most About Her.

Yet Here We Are, Two Children And A Broken Promise Later, Standing Before Each Other, Just The Way We Stood That Day At The Alter, With Equal Parts Love And Hope. And Once Again, I Close My Eyes, Ready To Take A Leap Of Faith, Ready For The Long, Hard Road Ahead. I Have No Idea How It's Going To Turn Out, But Then Again, I Never Really Did.

Even If We No Longer Have Much In Common, We Would Have Always Had The Past, Which, In Some Ways, Is Just As Important As The Present Or Future. It Is Where We Come From, What Makes Us Who We Are.

Maybe The Thing To Do After You Roll The Dice-and Lose-is Simply Pick Them Up And Roll Them Again.

True Love Is Supposed To Make You Into A Better Person-uplift You.