I Feel In Some Ways I've Had

Up Until That Moment, I'd Been At The Earliest Stage Of Love, When You Feel It Will Turn You Into The Better Person You Want To Be. Now, His Gentle Voice And Sage Advice Took Me To A Later Stage: I Felt I Needed To Pretend To Be A Better Person Than I Was So He'd Keep Loving Me. This Was Hard Because It Made Me Hate Him.

He Said, "people Wait Their Whole Lives For The Kind Of Happiness We Have.

You Will Say Good-bye For All The Right Reasons. You're Tired Of Living In Wait For His Apocalypse. You Have Your Own Fight On Your Hands, And Though It's No Bigger Or More Noble Than His, It Will Require All Of Your Energy. It's You Who Has To Hold On To Earth. You Have To Tighten Your Grip -- Which Means Letting Go Of Him.

Time. There Seems To Be Vast Quantities Of The Stuff Spooling Around Me In All Directions, Everywhere I Look. Days And Hours. Weeks And Minutes. Years. The Hard Part, Ive Discovered, Is Filling It.

You Sense That He's Dangerous But Don't Now Why - And Wonder If It's Because He Makes You Feel Safer Than You've Ever Felt.