Celina Lopez.

I am a museum full of art but you had your eyes closed.

I’m not for everyone. I’m barely for me.

One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find - is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.

Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go.

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy, because you understand them but they do not understand you.

Maybe I’m just hard to love.

What we had… Whatever we had, surprised us both. It burned hotter, and went way farther than either of us had expected. What we had was real. What we had… Whatever we had, was hidden in secrets and lies. Not only did it break you and I, But it broke her too. What we had… Whatever we had, didn’t last long. Like a train coming to a quick stop, You were there and then you were gone. You were never mine to keep. What we had… Whatever we had, I think its safe to say we’ll never have it back. But the lingering “what if” remains in our thoughts. So well go about our lives loving other people… But thinking of each other.