"i'd like to propose a toast."

[project2501]

raise a glass tonight, my friends.
raise a glass for love, the great mystery that, in the end, escapes us all.
raise a glass for those unspeakably beautiful things which, in their inevitable passing, become even more beautiful yet.
raise a glass to the understanding that love is not enough, to the certain knowledge that, no matter how much you love someone, it does not mean that you can make them happy.
raise a glass to the moments of pure happiness, the ones you know, even at the time, will shine in your memory years later, glittering gems amidst the dullness of the everyday.
raise a glass to those pretty dreams of a future that is always receding into the distance, never arriving.
raise a glass for a love so bittersweet that it is indistinguishable from pain, from longing, from happiness, from all the strongest emotions you've ever felt, all screaming through your head at once.
raise a glass to knowing better than to give up things you know you can't do without, even when your heart tells you otherwise.
raise a glass to waking in the morning to know you are finally home, and that you cannot stay.
raise a glass to figuring out what you want just in time to feel it slip through your fingers.
raise a glass to knowing you had a chance to break the pattern of your own selfishness, and missed it.
raise a glass to having caused more pain with love than you will ever cause through hatred.
raise a glass to knowing when to walk away, though you leave half your self behind.
raise a glass to coming back though all seems hopeless.
raise a glass for one last kiss, though you can hardly breathe for crying.
raise a glass tonight, for love.