And Nobody Had Told Them That They

Every Small Thing Grows When You Nurture It, Rosie. Love Is Just The Same. But If That Is Making You Miserable Then, Leave And Find Something Else That Brings You Happiness You Deserve To Feel.

She Strived For Perfection. She Loved Setting Herself Tasks, Sometimes Impossible Ones, To Prove To Her Heart That Underneath Every Seemingly Ugly Thing There Was Something Beautiful Inside.

You All Looked So Happy Together In The Photograph. You Looked Like The Perfect Family. Is There Such A Thing Anymore Because If There Is, My Happy Little Unit Was Definitely Not In The Queue When They Were Handing Out The Titles.

Most Of All She Loved That When She Hugged Him Her Head Would Rest Neatly Just Below His Chin, Where She Could Feel His Breath Lightly Blowing Her Hair And Tickling Her Head.

When You're On Your Own, You Look For Signs. Sometimes You Make Them Up, Sometimes They're Actually There, But Most Of The Time You Can't Tell The Difference From The Two.