Things Rarely Get Fixed The Way They

..i've Been Trying To Argue Myself Into Thinking These Things Don't Matter, A. Really,i Have. But I've Lost The Argument. And I Can't Keep Having It, When I Know What The Real Answer Is.

Life Tells You To Take The Elevator, But Love Tells You To Take The Stairs.

She Is So Lost In Her Sadness That She Has No Idea How Visible It Is.

I Know There Are Epic Tales Of Romance, Where Love Means You're Supposed To Die. Where It's All About Sacrifice. But I Don't Want To Die. I Don't Want Stephen To Die. I'm Looking For The Scenario Where We Both Get To Live. Where We Can Continue This Marvel That Is Love And Discovery And Trust.

You Are So Close, And I Can’t Reach You.