How Different This Moment Feels, For So

It's Simply Human Nature To Have An Occasional, Fleeting Interest In Someone Whom You Once Loved.

Sorrow Comes With So Many Defense Mechanisms. You Have Your Shock, Your Denial, Your Getting Wasted, Your Cracking Jokes, And Your Religion. You Also Have The Old Standby Catchall—the Blind Belief In Fate, The Whole "things Happening For A Reason" Drill.

...love Is The Sum Of Our Choices, The Strength Of Our Commitments, The Ties That Bind Us Together.

The Worst Is When Someone In Your Past Trumps The Person In Your Present, And You Think To Yourself: If I'd Known This, Then Maybe I Wouldn't Have Let Him Go.

It Was The Same Night I Gave Myself To Him Completely, Knowing That I Would Belong To Him For As Long As He Wanted To Keep Me. And, As It Turned Out, Even Longer Than That.