"love is different. love is choosing to serve someone in spite of their filthy heart. love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. love is hard. love is pain and sacrifice, it's seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship.
Their tears were their love poem Christopher Poindexter: "I'll throw my voice into the stars and maybe the echo of my words will be written in the clouds for you by sunrise. What I'm trying to say is: I'll love you through the darkness.
I miss you so much it hurts. your sweet words, your beautiful smile, your warm embrace, your passionate kisses.I miss your goodnight kiss and our beautiful mornings. I love you more everyday and I can't stand not being with you.