I Miss You ; I just can’t admit it right now. I Need You ; I just can’t show you right now. I Love You ; I just can’t tell you right now.

I Think Of You;I just can't talk to you right now.

Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.

There will forever be words unspoken, hands unshaken, hearts unrepaired and people unloved.

It happens all the time. Curiosities become obsessions. Outings become over-nighters. Pastimes become passions. This is how journeys begin.

Just because I try not to talk about it, does not mean I’m over it, that I feel any better, or that I’m ever going to be okay.

We always seem to be on the run. We haven’t spoken in so long. We can’t get past the how are you. We don’t talk like we used to.

You can’t hide a secret when it’s written all over your body.

A drunken mind, speaks a sober heart.

It’s impossible to think of a moment when you weren’t thinking about something, someone, anything or anyone.