To love someone...it's it's the most meaningless thing in this world. wanting to be loved, is just an endless rotation of hope and despair...

you're always smiling and it seems so friendly, but the way you smile is so empty, it hurts just to watch.

All of sudden, this shooting star went by, and all I could think was that they were listening to us somehow.

It was their secret, a secret meant for just the two of them, and she'd never been able to imagine how it would sound coming from someone else. But, somehow, Logan made it sound just right.

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler than the road built in despair, even though they both lead to the same destination.