Yesterday Was A Closed Book, Tomorrow, However,

People Forget They Have Options. And They Forget That Those Things Really Don't Matter. They Should Concentrate On What They Have And Not What They Don't Have.

You All Looked So Happy Together In The Photograph. You Looked Like The Perfect Family. Is There Such A Thing Anymore Because If There Is, My Happy Little Unit Was Definitely Not In The Queue When They Were Handing Out The Titles.

I Can’t Even Think About What Life “could Have Been” Like In Boston, Without Crying. It’s Like Deja-vu, I Don’t Think Me And Boston Were Ever Meant To Be.

She Would Make Facial Expressions As Though She Were Having Conversations With People In Her Head.they Seemed To Turn Into Debates More Often Than Not,judging By The Activity On Her Forehead...it Was Almost The Conversations In Her Head Were Loud Enough To Fill Her Silence.

Love Was One Of Those Feelings That You Could Never Control.