There Are Two Kinds Of

You Don't Have To Talk To Someone To Think About Them And Check Up On Them Now And Again.

You Can Only Control Your Own Actions. Not Other People’s Reactions.

Maybe That's What It All Comes Down To. Love, Not As A Surge Of Passion, But As A Choice To Commit To Something, Someone, No Matter What Obstacles Or Temptations Stand In The Way. And Maybe Making That Choice, Again And Again, Day In And Day Out, Year After Year, Says More About Love Than Never Having A Choice To Make At All.

One Way Isn't Better Than The Other; They're Just Different.

It's Like When Someone Dies, The Initial Stages Of Grief Seem To Be The Worst. But In Some Ways, It's Sadder As Time Goes By And You Consider How Much They've Missed In Your Life. In The World.