Love means always saying you’re sorry. If you really love somebody it should mean always saying you’re sorry yet knowing that you never have to.
Love is like a real kiss. A real kiss is like coming home. You know that there, in that one place, you will always belong.
Love doesn’t always end the way we want it to. But it always ends the way it is supposed to. If one love is lost, it only means that another one, sometimes better…sometimes not, but always, another love is waiting for you just around the corner.