That's Why You Did It.

If My Love Were An Ocean, There Would Be No More Land. If My Love Were A Desert, You Would See Only Sand. If My Love Were A Star- Late At Night, Only Light. And If My Love Could Grow Wings, I'd Be Soaring In Flight.

After All, How Often Do We Get A Second Chance?

And At Some Point, The Struggle Becomes Too Much-too Tiring-and You Consider Letting Go. Allowing Tragedy... Or Whatever... To Happen.

I Was Too Weak To Walk. At Least, I Thought I Was Too Weak. But In Truth, I Was Too Weak To Try.

It's Important To Be Aware Of How We Treat Others. Even Though Someone Appears To Shrug Off A Sideways Comment Or To Not Be Affected By A Rumor, It's Impossible To Know Everything Else Going On In That Person's Life, How We Might Be Adding To His/her Pain. People Do Have An Impact On The Lives Of Others; That's Undeniable.