It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful, is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel.

It's not missing you that kills me. . .it's knowing I once had you in my life that does.

Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship -- and find out you still care for that person.

A sad thing in life is when you meet someone, who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end, that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the right one, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.

Why do we never recognize when love begins, but always when it ends?

It's not that I want to have you, all I want is to deserve you.

Selfish is not a bad word -- sometimes in life you have to protect yourself.

"Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale."

"Loved by some, hated by many, envied by most, yet wanted by plenty!"