Monday, February 8, 2010

The Acceptance in Picking Up The Pieces YOU Broke


I wonder, do we all know where we belong? And if we do, in our hearts, why do we so often do nothing about it? There must be more to this life, a purpose for us all, a place to belong. You were my home. I knew from the moment I met you, that night, so many years ago.
-Beyond Borders

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
~From a headstone in Ireland

God understands our prayers even when we can't find the words to say them.
~Author Unknown

I promise that this will be the last time you’ll see me. I won’t come back. I won’t put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I’d never existed.

-Edward Cullen, New Moon

Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
-Bella Swan, New Moon

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
-Bella Swan, New Moon

It didn’t feel like the pain had weakened over time, rather that I’d grown strong enough to bear it.
-Bella Swan, New Moon

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