I Had Gotten So Used To Being

She Stays In The Same Spot, Anchored By The Profound, Desperate Loneliness Of A Bad Relationship.

If You Start The Day Reading The Obituaries, You Live Your Day A Little Differently.

I Have Taken Advantage Of Other People's Weaknesses In Order To Cover My Own.

That Word Again. Happy. It’s A Curse. The Pursuit Of Happiness Makes Us Deeply Unhappy. It’s A Trap.before Anything Else Happened, There Was Me In Bed, Thinking Of Who You Used To Be. I Don’t Want You To Think I Forgot.

I Had Forgotten This About Love: How The Simple Things- The Turn Away, The Turn Towards- Could Be So Complicated, And How The Complicated Things- The Stolen Night, The Right Words- Could Be So Simple.