An Ending Was An Ending. No Matter

Harder To Get In Than Out, Like So Little Else.

So Many Times It Seemed Like There Were Chances To Stop Things Before They Started. Or Even Stop Them In Midstream. But It Was Even Worse When You Knew In That Very Moment That There Was Still Time To Save Yourself, And Yet You Couldn't Even Budge.

Love Can Make Up For A Lot.

Say What You Will, But You’re Never Prepared For The Surprise Attack.

I Knew This Feeling, The 2 A.m. Loneliness That I'd Practically Invented.