Every story is true and a lie. The true part of this one is: Love and the memory of love can't be drowned. The lie part is that this is a good thing.
I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.
Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.
I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.
I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.
I would have followed you to hell and back... if only you'd lead me back.
You need to keep hurting until you realise you never needed to hurt in the first place.
Live for your country, die to yourself; live for yourself, die to your country.
If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.
Enjoy without injury, live without loss.
She sheltered her colors in the dark, where others were blind to see; I caught a glimpse of her lastly when she gave me a chance, before disappearing into the day. There was beauty locked in her that...