Perhaps People Ought To Feel

There's The Ambiguity Of Human Relationships, For Instance. A Relationship Between Two People, Just Like A Sequence Of Words, Is Ambiguous If It Is Open To Different Interpretations. And If Two People Do Have Differing Views About Their Relationship - I Don't Just Mean About Its State, I Mean About Its Very Nature - Then That Difference Can Affect The Entire Course Of Their Lives.

The Peculiar Striations That Define Someone's Personality Are Too Numerous To Know, No Matter How Close The Observer. A Person We Think We Know Can Suddenly Become Someone Else When Previously Hidden Strands Of His Character Are Called To The Fore By Circumstance.

I Hold Him To My Chest. My Love For Him Is The Only Unequivocally Good Thing I Know Is Always There Inside Of Me. It Is The Reason I Should Be Spared All That Is Coming, The Only Reason.

What Else Is Life From The Time You Were Born But A Struggle To Matter, At Least To Someone?

You Would Love The Way He Sees You. He Uses You As A Weapon Against Himself And Not Merely Because You Did