There is beauty everywhere; even in the dark, there is light, and that is the rarest kind of all.
Maybe I am looking at you,’ he whispered. ‘Maybe I always have been.
This life is so complex that we rarely get to be the people we are truly meant to be. Instead, we wear masks and put up walls to keep from dealing with the fear of rejection, the feeling of regret, the very idea that someone may not love us for who we are deep in our core, that they might not understand the things that drive us.