What Good Did It Do To Light

Goddamn, Sometimes It Hurt To Be Free.

Sometimes Being A Good Friend Means Saying Nothing.

I Didn't Know How...deep Love Ran, How It Was In Your Blood, Not Your Heart, And How That Same Blood Pumped Through Your Veins Your Whole Life.

It's Not Intentions That Matter. It's Actions. We Are What We Do And Say, Not What We Intend To.

You Will Always Miss Her. There Will Be Days - Even Years From Now - When The Missing Will Be So Sharp It Will Take Your Breath Away. But There Will Be Good Days, Too, Months And Years Of Them. In One Way Or Another You'll Be Searching For Her All Your Life.