Even The Handsomest Men Do

Part Of Life Is A Quest To Find That One Essential Person Who Will Understand Our Story. But We Choose Wrongly So Often. Over The Ensuing Years That Person We Thought Understood Us Best Ends Up Regarding Us With Pity, Indifference, Or Active Dislike. Those Who Truly Care Can Be Divided Into Two Categories: Those Who Understand Us, And Those Who Forgive Our Worst Sins. Rarely Do We Find Someone Capable Of Both.

The Fact That I’m Silent Doesn’t Mean I Have Nothing To Say.

I Would Have Given Him Everything. I Would Have Pulled Down Planets To Make Our Life Work.

It Took Me Less Than Half A Lifetime To Realize That Regret Is One Of The Few Guaranteed Certainties. Sooner Or Later Everything Is Touched By It, Despite Our Naive And Senseless Hope That Just This Time We Will Be Spared Its Cold Hand On Our Heart.

The Problem With Waiting For Someone, Whether That Wait Is An Hour Or A Lifetime, Is Everyone's 'clock' Is Different. So What You Might Consider Forever Is Only A Little While To Them, Or Vice Versa.