I think the scariest part about being in love is that it could all change within a matter of seconds. You can fall asleep one night in love and wake up the next day feeling so lost and confused.
“When my husband was dying, I said: ‘Moe, how am I supposed to live without you?’ He told me: ‘Take the love you have for me and spread it around.’”
isn’t it ironic
how we kill
flowers
because we
think that
they are
beautiful
