One Night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it. "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you you'd walk with me all the way, but I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me." The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.

Once upon a time there was a girl. She was completely average and there wasn't anything particularly special about her...but she was in love with a boy. And being in love with that boy made her happier than anything else in the world. And being with that boy made the completely average girl feel like she was more than average, like she was special and important.
But sometimes the girl was scared that the boy was so close to her. The girl had a history of people hurting her so she tended to keep people at a distance but that was harder with this boy, because it's hard to keep away people who love you. So sometimes the girl would be mean to the boy and she'd try and push him away, but he never left the girl and he never got mad at her. This was because the boy was amazing. He didn't know it because he was too busy being considerate and kind.
Many girls would love to be with the boy because not only was he amazing but he was very very good looking. He couldn't walk down any hallway without turning heads. But for some reason the boy decided he wanted to be with the average girl.
So the girl was happy. Sometimes she was sad but most of the time she was happy. and none of that happy would be there if it wasn't for the boy.
It didn't matter if she was smart or beautiful or successful or happy if she wasn't with this boy. Because when you're alone...nothing matters as much. Being with someone you love is always gonna be more important than being successful or smart or rich.
and the girl wanted to be with the boy. Even though she'd get mad and even though she'd say mean things, there was nothing in the world she wanted more than to be with that boy. Cause without him...she was just an average girl. So the girl wanted to stay with the boy. She wanted to stay with him forever cause as long as he was with her...she wasn't just an average girl.
You could ask the girl want she wanted for her life and she'd say she wanted to be a lawyer, she wanted to save the rainforest and she wanted to live in a high rise condo with a roof garden...but nothing would matter if that boy wasn't with her.
So she hopped the boy understood that sometimes she was mean and sometimes she was grumpy but she loved him and didn't want to live without him because he was truly the most amazing person she'd ever met.

The end

We're just afraid, period. Our fear is free floating. We're afraid this isn't the right relationship, or we're afraid it is. We're afraid they won't like us, or we're afraid they will. We're afraid of failure or we're afraid of success. We're afraid of dying young or growing old. We're more afraid of life than we are death.

It all comes down to this; you and me. I thought I knew what I was doing. I thought I wouldn't find myself here. I thought I had it under control, but then you come and you're the thing that stirs everything up. You make it all blurry and beautiful. You've got it all in you and you know what? I love it. I love every single part of it. I love you. I see that look in your eyes and I know it. I feel it in this heart of mine. I feel it and I know it. I love you.



Some things don't last forever, but some
things do. like a good song or a good
book or a good memory you can take out
and unfold in your darkest times, pressing
down the corners and peering in close,
hoping you still recognize the person
you see there.



You wanna swim in the river; I wanna dance
in the summer. You’ve always been the
believer. I’m always left to wonder. The water
is rushing so fast. I think it will take us under
oh, what thought did you recall that would
make you say my name? the water's so
deep. a friend says "don't go" but my mouth
betrays me and says "hold on"

Maybe an avalanche would bury me here. I wished it would. I never wanted to have to see my face in the mirror again. Or maybe I could be struck by lightning and be split in two. Preferably something painful.

"I don't know, I guess a way to describe it is...when my brother was 5, my mom used to get us balloons. And she would tie it around our wrists. And one day, his got loose and flew away. For two years, when we were gonna get a balloon he didn't want one. And when mom finally got it out of him, he said 'What's the use if it's just going to fly away?'"

Life changes every minute of every day. You lose friends. You gain friends. You realize your friend wasn't ever really your friend, and that person you used to hate can make a really good friend. You look for love. You find love. You lose love. You realize that all along you've been loved. You laugh. You cry. You laugh so hard that you cry. You do this, you do that. You really wish you hadn't done that. You learn from that and are glad that you did. You have your ups. You have your downs. You see good movies. You see bad movies. You look at others and wish you were them. You then realize who they are and are glad that you're you. You love life. You hate life. In the end, you just find yourself happy to be living life, no matter what's thrown at you.

I am most certainly not all right. But the lie works, as I know it will. That's what living in their world is - a big lie. An illusion where everyone looks the other way and pretends that nothing unpleasant exists at all.

I am watching over you from the stars, don't be scared, I know exactly where you are. 'Cause there's a piece of me and it's burning in your heart. I forgot to tell you something. I forgot to clear the air, forgot to apologize for nothing. I forgot that life's not fair. But I remember you swearing to me, I remember you never cried. I remember wanting to believe but now I don't remember why.

You know, I used to spend every day thinking about you, and every time you walked by, I lost myself. Do you know what that feels like? You couldn't possibly know what it feels like, to have that person not feel the same way back. And I'm sorry if you miss the way I looked at you. But I don't miss the way you never looked at me.

He smiled understandingly - much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced - or seemed to face - the whole external world for an instant and then concentrated on you with an irresistable prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.