I Guess I Thought The Strength Of

The Travises Who Had Survived Were The Most Purely Stubborn People On Earth, The Kind Who Relied On Their Backbones When Their Wishbones Were Broken.

It Was Often In Small Moments That Significant Things Were Revealed.

... I Discovered Life Sometimes Has A Way Of Giving You What You Need, But Not In The Form You Expect.

I Want Morning And Noon And Nightfall With You. I Want Your Tears, Your Smiles, Your Kisses...the Smell Of Your Hair, The Taste Of Your Skin, The Touch Of Your Breath On My Face. I Want To See You In The Final Hour Of My Life...to Lie In Your Arms As I Take My Last Breath.

We Were Each Other's Only Link To The Past . . . That Was The Strength Of Our Bond, And Also Our Weakness.