reminders

It was in that small lack of movement that Poet could see true horror. A mirror held up to the human race and how it can be manipulated. Ruined.

A goal will always tell you where you don't want to be.

All of us need to be constantly reminded it takes a heap of living and loving to make a house a home.

I didn't falter and together we matched, step for step. Each swing of the sword was blocked, each step countered. No blade ever made contact with flash. We twirled around; my concentration far too focussed to feel dizzy. All I could see was Macrucio's wicked smirk, one that reminded me far more of my past than even Nathaniel did. I wasn't fighting Macrucio now; it was my former life I had to eradicate.

People abandoned one another constantly without performing the courtesy of of actually disappearing. They left, but didn't, lurking about, a constant reminder of what could or should have been.

Witnessing a selfless act brings tears to remind us how we should be treating others.

Perhaps the echoes of people we once loved still linger in the places we frequented with them and that is why we go back_ Not so much to remember them as to feel them_

Always somewhere there is fire or smoke, insistent reminders of the greed consuming the world

I still think of you every day.But I__ trying not to let it hurt me with the same intensity that it used to.

For you are you, and I am I, and once we were we_ but as long as I exist and so do you _ know that I will always love you.

I had always wanted to hear those words.I had always wanted to be your girl.

It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life_But what hurts more is knowing you__l revise that chapter someday_._.. and you__l erase me completely.

I try to do something positive _ I socialise more_But deep down I know the truth.An entire world of people can never replace the one that I__e lost.

If you__e searching for a quote that puts your feelings into words _ you won__ find it.You can learn every language and read every word ever written _ but you__l never find what__ in your heart.How can you?He has it.

You can miss places. You can miss people.Just know that what you__e really missing is the way things were. And even if you could go there again_. see them again_. you can__ go back.They__e not the same.You__e not the same.The loss of them changed you.

I know he wasn__ perfect_But he did the best impression of it I__e ever seen.

A kiss_._.. is just a kiss_.Until it__ all you reminisce.(Then the memory becomes your most treasured possession.)

You__e everything to me. But at best, I__ just a memory to you.