And How She Looked At Me Like

They Told Us Love Was A Disease. They Told Us It Would Kill Us In The End. For The Very First Time I Realize, That This, Too, Might Also Be A Lie.

That's When You Really Lose People, You Know.when The Pain Passes.

It Is A Ruined-world, A Nonsense-place.

It Occurs To Me That For A Long Time She Has Been Doing Her Own Version Of Resisting.

We Are All Punished For The Lives We Have Chosen, In One Way Or Another.