You Own A Tic Tac.

There's Just Something Obvious About Emptiness, Even When You Try To Convince Yourself Otherwise.

Fine...a Word That You Said When Someone Asked How You Were But Didn't Really Care To Know The Truth.

Remy: Did You Really Believe, That First Day, That We Were Meant To Be Together? Dexter: You're Here, Aren't You?

This Felt Right. Not Just Leaving, But How I Was Doing It. Without Regret, Without Second Guessing. And With Wes Right There, Holding The Door Open For Me As I Walked Out Into The Light.

I Just Do The Best I Can Under The Circumstances.