"The final moments of a love are an awful lot like the end of a life. Your chest grows tight,..."

“The final moments of a love are an awful lot like the end of a life. Your chest grows tight, memories flash before your eyes, and the world around you dims and wanes as you fight desperately to keep a dying thing alive. But peace does come eventually. When it arrives, let go. Walk toward the light.”

- Beau Taplin • W a l k  T o w a r d  T h e  L i g h t