He started to estrange her...
And they became strangers
Who knew each other's heart,
So broken as they drifted apart.

Wasted laughter. Wasted tears. Wasted love. That's how badly you felt. And yet, is love ever truly wasted?

We are fragile beings,yet we often act as though we couldn't be hurt,and as though we couldn't hurt other people.

There will always be a pain in 'goodbyes'. No matter how much we seem to understand everything, it breaks our hearts to ever see anything beautiful die.

Let go of what you can no longer keep. Protect what's still worth keeping. Believe in love most of all.

To love is to risk, and to risk is to lose sometimes, to get hurt. But let it not deter you from loving again, from being happy.