Goddamn, Sometimes It Hurt To Be Free.

Some Stories Don't Have Happy Endings. Even Love Stories. Maybe Especially Love Stories.

Nina Knew The Power Of Black And White Images. Sometimes A Thing Was Its Truest Self When The Colors Were Stripped Away.

It Is A Kiss That, Once Begun, Never Really Ends. Interrupted, Yes. Paused, Certainly. But From That Very Moment Onward, Vera Sees The Whole Of Her Life As Only A Breath Away From Kissing Him Again. On That Night In The Park, They Begin The Delicate Task Of Binding Their Souls Together, Creating A Whole Comprising Their Separate Halves.

There Are Always Times In Life That You Don't Fit In. But You Have To Go Forward And Make A Place For Yourself. That's What Growing Up Is All About. Being Strong And Believing In Yourself-even When You're Most Afraid.

Before This Trip And All That She'd Learned About The Three Of Them, She Would Have Gotten Angry Or Changed The Subject. Anything To Obscure The Pain She Felt. Now She Knew Better. You Carried Your Pain With You In Life. There Was No Outrunning It.