I would far prefer to be in someone's arms than just in their head.

I sometimes find myself sitting here not watching an uninteresting movie and contemplating the future. I don't always know what to do, but I have faith that I'll figure it out somehow.

Someone who does not practice what he preaches expresses only hypocrisy.

Standing off to the side, I watch my grandson presenting the colors in his J.R.O.T.C. uniform, and my heart explodes with both pride and sadness as I realize my little one is gone and a handsome, intelligent young man has appeared.

Living in the moment works sometimes, but when alone, it clouds over your memories and dreams, and those are what I need to survive.

My scent lingers on the pillow. As you wake, you reach for me and I am not there, but my scent will still evoke the same response as my touch. That same response represents my desire to return to your side.

If you put me on a pedestal, I will fall off because I can never achieve the perfection of your expectations.

My Christmas wish: To feel your arms around me, to have your lips on mine, and to hold you close one more time, while there's time.

I would far prefer to be in someone's arms than jut in their head.