I'd like to see it at 10, 20, 30,000. Maybe someday.

As much as I want it to empty. I’m worried that feelings are the one thing in our lives that we have absolutely no control over.

It won't be as crazy as New Orleans, but maybe we'll get there someday.

I feel like my maybe someday just became my right now.

The only difference between falling in love and being in love is that your heart already knows how you feel, but your mind is too stubborn to admit it.

I turn and look at them, at both halves of my heart, cuddled tightly together in a bed of irony.