I will wait for you till the day I can forget you or till the day you realize you cannot forget me
Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult.
Some people are going to leave, but that’s not the end of your story. That’s the end of their part in your story
Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable.
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, “It might have been
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”
“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”
“What you must understand about me is that I’m a deeply unhappy person.”
“Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.”