since that day.

Thank you for the smiles you bring to my face, for the way you can make my heart skip a beat with your sweet grin.

Thank you for your encouragement and support in all that I do, when I’m feeling a little blue.

Thank you for making me see things from a different angle, for making me think, for helping me to speak up and be heard in times that I find it hard to do so.

Thank you for the laughs I'm sure to have whenever I’m around you, for the fun we have together even when we’re doing nothing, for making me feel like the luckiest girl alive.

Thank you for being gentle and caring and sweet and tender and strong and protective and for trusting me.

But mostly, thank you for just being YOU–my favorite.

Too good for the moment. Too blind to see.That everything happens for a reason, or so it would seem. Too late to let go. Not desperate enough to hold on. But the face presented. Reflects the black swan. Unaccustomed to the hiding. The memories flood in. And all emotions. Begin to cave in. The happiest of moments. Spent laughing and crying. Can’t measure up. To the lack of trying. The nostalgic old ways...of silently speaking my mind are left in the past...of which I have undermined. The importance of selfishness and being set in one’s ways. Only takes it so far. Or should I rephrase? That nothing or no one is just as they seem. And their value is not set. Until it’s too late to redeem

well... =D