Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you.

how do you know when to let go?
It’s love that leaves that breaks the seal of always thinking you would be real happy and healthy, strong and calm..

“i know someday i might be looking around, trying to find some purpose. well purpose it can’t be that hard to find, as long as i’ve got the wind, the wind and your love to carry me”