I Can't Remember, Because I Never Knew.

I Believe In That Line From An Imperial Affliction. 'the Risen Sun Too Bright In Her Losing Eyes.' That's God, I Think, The Rising Sun, And The Light Is Too Bright And Her Eyes Are Losing But They Aren't Lost.

In The Dark Beside Me, She Smelled Of Sweat And Sunshine And Vanilla.

Our Lives Are Composed Of A Finite Set Of Moments That We Choose How To Spend.

She Loved Mysteries So Much That She Became One.

The Act Of Leaning In To Kiss Someone, Or Asking Them, Is Fraught With The Possibility Of Rejection, So The Person Least Likely To Get Rejected Should Do The Leaning In Or The Asking.