There's Some Illogical Part Of Me That

The Saddest Day In The World Will Be The One When She Stops Pretending.

Like A Missing Tooth, Sometimes An Absence Is More Noticeable Than A Presence.

The Bottom Line Is That We Never Fall For The People We're Supposed To.

I Wonder If, As You Get Older, You Stop Missing People So Fiercely. Maybe Growing Up Is Just Focusing On What You've Got, Instead Of What You Don't.

There Are Some Nights When You Just Want To Know There's Someone Else Besides You In This Wide World.