As I walked out, I knew my heart would shut the door for me.

When you feel like giving up, remember why you hung on for so long in the first place.

I believe in a thing called love, just listen to the rythem of my heart.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

How can you stand me when I can't even stand myself?

I'd give me soul to be able to move inside you.

As we began to move to the lazy rythm of the song, I remained aware of the people around us but my focus reduced itself to one man, to the musky smell of his cologne and the warmth of his breath on my cheek.

I wanted to see him, talk to him, hear him laugh. I wanted to say something witting so he'd smile really wide, and his dimples would appear.

"You're so beautiful you make the angels envious. The rain we feel are the tears they cry."
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From my poem, Last Night I Had A Dream. Check it out. Thanks

The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of the two people much more strongly than the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it, that surrender.