People love each other for many reasons, not all of them good [...]. They love each other because it's easy. Or because they're used to it. Or because they've given up. Or because they're scared.

She is no longer a person in his life; instead, she is a person that other people will remind him of.

With Dante gone, time seemed to stand still around me; the mornings just as cloudy and dark as the evenings, as if the sun had never decided to rise. There was no wind, like the world was holding its breath along with me, waiting for him to return.

I'll never tell you to stop loving. You see, I believe in hopeless love. Oh yes. I believe in it with all my heart, though you may discount the heart of an old nanny like me. For real love brings pain. Real love means sacrifices and hurts and all the thousand shocks of life. But it also means beauty, true beauty.

Love hurts, if rejected or betrayed.
If not at all, then love is all around.

TANDAAN:daig ng malandi ang mabait.