Then He Asks If He

I Do Not Expect To Get What I Want, So I Don't. And I Don't Even Try.

Even If We No Longer Have Much In Common, We Would Have Always Had The Past, Which, In Some Ways, Is Just As Important As The Present Or Future. It Is Where We Come From, What Makes Us Who We Are.

My Wants Are Simple: A Job That I Like And A Guy Whom I Love.

Well, Because Sometimes You Love Someone But They Might Not Be The Right Person For You. That Takes Some Time To Figure Out

I Find My Voice And Manage To Say Those Three One-syllable Words Back To Him. Words I Haven't Uttered In A Very, Very Long Time. Words That Meant Nothing Before Now.