We were together even when we were apart.

I know you better then anyone. You’re practically my son, and I think that it’s the fact that you don’t want to see her leave. You are afraid of change.” He paused; he was right. “You are afraid that she will change.

All love is immortal.

Love crosses the sky \ on a peculiar disturbing night.

I would only blame myself if something happened to you.

Our love was a river, always changing under the mercy of nature’s elements, but we continued to flow, even when we trickled.

Every second of everyday I still love them, and I won’t believe they are dead until I see it for myself.

Without this flock, I would be worthless. Without the people in this flock, I'd be empty. Without the people who started this flock, I'd be dead.