friendship-and-love

Or what is it you used to say when we__ to go out in my pickup truck down by the pond, just the two of us? I__ the bit to your bridle. I__ the Jack in your Daniels_.__ould it be weird if I were shedding tears right now?__ou__e the fruit in my pie_you__e the sprinkles on my cake,_ I finish his sentence.

Each new friend gives rise to the possibility of anything!

The saints were his friends, and blessed him; the monsters were his friends, and guarded him.

Sometimes, all we need is just one person who believes in us and who will never give up on us. Someone who sees beyond our weaknesses, beyond our faults. Who knows that though we walk in darkness, we can still find our way into the light.

There's magic in recognizing a kindred spirit, and an even greater power in letting yourself love them. When it scares you, let it - that's your ego letting go.

Everything made sense in a book...Too bad her life wasn__ fiction.

When had things gotten so tangled in her heart and mind? Everything had been clear at one point, hadn__ it? No, she supposed it never had been perfectly clear.

You__e not his,_ Bryan said firmly. __ry, I don__ know whose I am anymore.

Miranda waited. No voice spoke. No heavenly choir broke out in song. God Himself did not call her name. She frowned. Typical.

I saw on his face a glimpse of his past. The damage, the unhappiness and the pain, and I wondered what kind of skeletons he has been hiding and for how long. It__ one of those mutual attraction moments that are unexplainable, but as real as anything you__e ever seen. Almost like my soul knows his soul.

Men come and go, but best friends are irreplaceable.

As much as I cared about him, I wasn__ a slave to fate. I could choose to ignore my feelings, strong as they were. It would be painful, but no more so than letting myself pine for my friend.

Irony of "importance": Those who deserve, don't get it; Those who don't, get it in abundance by you.

Being in love with your best friend is problematic.

What softened your heart?" I asked softly."Good music and a friend."I felt my eyes burn a little and turned from him, blinking quickly to lap up the sting of tears. "Music has incredible power""So does friendship," he supplied frankly.

We had grown into one another somewhere along the way. We were officially a team.

If you need true friend 'a cup of tea can be' it gives you company, listen without complain and makes you fresh anytime,anywhere

I love a boy with sun-kissed hair,With ocean storms in his bright blue eyes,I love a boy who drinks my tears when I cry.