I Don't Get This At All. It's

It Was A Mistake," You Said. But The Cruel Thing Was, It Felt Like The Mistake Was Mine, For Trusting You.

Detachment, N. Even When I Detach, I Care. You Can Be Separate From A Thing And Still Care About It.

We All Contain Mysteries, Especially When Seen From The Inside.

This Is As Much A Part Of My Story As Anything Else. Friendship Is Love As Much As Any Romance.

In School, The Year Was The Marker. Fifth Grade. Senior Year Of High School. Sophomore Year Of College. Then After, The Jobs Were The Marker. That Office. This Desk. But Now That School Is Over And I've Been Working At The Same Place In The Same Office At The Same Desk For Longer Than I Can Truly Believe, I Realize: You Have Become The Marker. This Is Your Era. And It's Only If It Goes On And On That Will Have To Look For Other Ways To Identify The Time.