I so don't know if this will make sense.

I have no words for the events of today. Love is starting to bloom with some and for others they lost a love. Love ~ The pain is worse than any transformation that I can promise you. There is no set time on mending a broken heart. The days will be dark and you will feel more alone than you have ever felt before. You will cry until you can't breath and then, then you will cry some more. The funny thing about all of those things are if you think of it when you are truely in love then all of those feelings are still there. When you are not with your love at times you feel like the light of the sun does not shine nearly as bright and you will feel alone. When your love says or does something so beautiful just to say they love you, you will cry and you will tell your friends and cry again. Love is love and there is no one single thing that is bad about it and no one single thing that is good about it either. So why do we keep those walls up until "the right one" comes along to tear them down? We do it because we couldn't be who we are without it and we wouldn't want to be. I think that there is no one special someone. Our lives are filled with many special someones. They come in and impact our lives that we grow from everything. Even the one who turned me is just as much a special someone as Embry was. Two completely seperate people with two completely different reasons for being special to me. Infact if it wasn't for the one I would have never met the other. Unlike the person who changed me Embry will always be one of my closest friends and for that, as well as my sisters and other friends, I am eternally grateful to that stranger.

My point is this...never hurt that special someone, remain special to them for the good you have done in their lives.

In closing I want to say that we are all strange in one way or another but that is what we love about each other. In the words of a very wise woman...
"The only people who are humans are the weird ones with no life; the rest are beasts living in a hell of randomness"-Kat R.

~Senna~