“Music is love in search of a word.”

“Our love is like a dream. A place where my fears sink and chairs defy gravity.”

Stolen by Dashboard Confessional is simply the best first dance song. Ever.

We watch the season pull up its own stakes
And catch the last weekend of the last week
Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced,
Another sun soaked season fades away

Invitation only, grand farewells
Crash the best one, of the best ones
Clear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnight

And from the ballroom floor we are in celebration
One good stretch before our hibernation
Our dreams assured and we all, will sleep well

I watch you spin around in your highest heels
You are the best one, of the best ones
We all look like we feel

You have stolen my
You have stolen my
You have stolen my heart

“I want to sit with you under a tree and wrap you in shades of Goodness.”

She met Melissa on a plane to Miami. Melissa told Ray about me. Thank you universe. I owe you one.

“Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.”

This burden. These shoulders.

She has three longitude and latitude coordinates tattooed on her right arm. The first tells of the field where they ran and played as children. The second is the house where she grew up. And the third is their home. Which is ironic seeing how we shot their engagement session in my backyard. Bad. Ass.