I’m Afraid You’re Going To Have To

Laughter Was Like A Fresh Breeze - It Cleaned Its Way Through The Body Making Everything Feel Good. Did Other Species Have Such A Simple Healer?

Melanie Still Grieves For Jared," She Stated. I Felt My Head Nod Without Willing The Action. "you Grieve For Him." I Closed My Eyes. "the Dreams Continue?" "every Night," I Mumbled. "tell Me About Then." Her Voice Was Soft, Persuasive. "i Don't Like To Talk About Them." "i Know. Try. It Might Help." "how? How Will It Help To Tell You That I See His Face Every Time I Close My Eyes? That I Wake Up And Cry When He's Not There? That The Memories Are So Strong I Can't Separate Hers From Mine Anymore?

Perhaps Without The Lows, The Highs Could Not Be Reached.

I Was Thinking About How Disjointedly Time Seemed To Flow, Passing In A Blur At Times, With Single Images Standing Out More Clearly Than Others. And Then, At Other Times, Every Second Was Significant, Etched In My Mind.

With Our Rarely Changing Temperaments Strong Emotions Can Alter Us In Permanent Ways. But He Said I Did Not Need To Worry About That Part – You Had Already Altered Me So Completely.