I'm told you never stop loving someone, but I don't think that's true. I think you never stop loving the memory of them. How happy they made you, how much it hurt when they broke your heart, the moment you first realized that meant you really did love them. You love the memory of how certain you were with them. You love how confident your footsteps ( Read more... )

Everyone has a story. It can be long, tedious, and at times boring; it can be adventurous and spontaneous without a dull moment for decades. A person can rely on the current to take them forward, or can conjure their own tide to follow. We are all a culmination of choices we've made, for better or worse, for life or death, for creation or ( Read more... )