It feels as if my mind gives me a time limit to think clearly, to translate thoughts into words. By the time I am done thinking about how I want to put down my thoughts, I usually have run out of of time. It is frustrating, because thoughts come and leave and I fail to capture them every time.

I write because I’m afraid to say some things out loud.
Gordon Atkinson
This is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.
I love you, T.
Nicholas SparksMessage in a Bottle (via feellng)