She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her... - Robert M. Drake

"Maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves."

"Suddenly I remembered that laugh, it told a different story, our story."

"Maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves."

"I know how you feel because I’ve been there too. I’ve hated and I’ve loved. I’ve seen my demons root and crawl and my angels branch and soar. I've died within myself and lived a thousand different lives. I too fight the same war and I too am drowning in the puddles of self-consciousness this world created."

"How could I live above the water or breathe under it. How could I swim in darkness consumed in an ocean of you? Falling or flying towards you, losing or finding myself in you and beauty was never the word to catch all that you are. For now I know the means of the infinite and it all starts and ends with you."