Love … It’s a nice little trick if you can find it.

We had found it.

But now I knew finding love and holding on to it were not the same thing.

You want to know what love is? Its the thing that ruins you.

I will find you.
In the farthest corner, I will find you.

And now—our love is so true, I won’t take a step without you. Thank God, you came. If you love me, please don’t ever let me go.

I saw you, I loved you, but now I miss you, and I still can't speak because I know you hate me.

I'll never tell you to stop loving. You see, I believe in hopeless love. Oh yes. I believe in it with all my heart, though you may discount the heart of an old nanny like me. For real love brings pain. Real love means sacrifices and hurts and all the thousand shocks of life. But it also means beauty, true beauty.