stephen: remember that you're in love. and the sun only 
rises when you stretch yourself forever west. when 
fingertips curl to parallel jawlines, remember you're in 
love. (you'll never find my fingerprint on the flame, 
dear darling god) 

justin: i am not ashamed to have loved her for lesser 
things have caused the fall of greater men than me. but i 
have no more tears for her, so the sky cries for us 
tonight. i can't help but yearn for the love we once had 
and have now lost. 

lindsey: love is a picture of glass, broken framed and 
held.