Don't think of him as gone away, this journey has just begun, life holds so many phases, this Earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting from the sorrows and the tears, in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years.
Think how he must be wishing that we could know today, how nothing but our sadness can really pass away.
And think of him as living in the hearts of those he touched, for nothing loved is ever lost and Heath was loved so much
For me, it's always been you, always. I've tried to fight it, I've tried to deny it, but I can't.
A dog has no use for fancy cars, big homes, or designer clothes. A water log stick will do just fine. A dog doesn't care if your rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give him your heart and he'll give you his.
How many people can you say that about? How many people can make you feel rare and pure and special? How many people can make you feel extraordinary?
I fell in love with him when we were together, then fell deeper in love in the years we were apart
Me imagine sola, sin alguien que me cuide, que me quiera con todos mis defectos, que quiera despertar conmigo todos los dias.
Me imagine mi vida sin el y no puedo soportarlo.
I don't pray because it doesn't work.
Prayer doesn't fix anything.
Bad things happen anyway.