Why love and take a chance? why walk when you can dance? why weep when you can sing? why winter why not spring? Why live instead of die? why smile instead of cry? Why angels sing above Why not If not for love?
if my life was a novel i would always revel in reading the chapter where our love felt like forever.
i'd bookmark the pages where fondness is ageless, and so i'll always remember how great were the days when we were together in the most wonderful ways.