Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of read more

Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of losing you.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse

Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse

The acknowledgment of our weakness is the first step toward repairing our loss.

The acknowledgment of our weakness is the first step toward repairing our loss.

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

Losers must have leave to speak.

Losers must have leave to speak.

That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning read more

That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.

Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.

Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.