Just life

Together they are one thing that just happened to be torn into two pieces.

We only see starlight because all the stars are bleeding.
Steven Hall (The Raw Shark Texts)
write more letters.. they are licked, and touched.. they exist, you can kiss them or burn them.. they can be kept..
Glen Hansard

This show is breaking me. Everything about this scene is brilliant. There aren’t even words for how beautiful it is.

It was easier when he thought like that. But it was not the truth, and he would not dishonor the past, the two of them as young, by such a dismissal. In their innocence, in their belief in life and in each other, in the clarity of their desire that had no residue of punishment or will to humiliate or dominate or shame, they had been a thing of beauty. Valuable. Not ever, would he betray that. His youth. Their youth. She was the love of his youth. He is no longer young. And, she, too, has lost youth. But he will not betray it.
Mary Gordon “The Love of My Youth”

The past is like a handful of dust.  It filters through our fingers, disappearing little by little.  I wish, for one day, I could go back.  In another life, I would do things differently.

Sometimes the lesson you need to learn can only be taught by heartbreak.

Sometimes, what we have, what we want, and what we need are all very different things.

When does determination become desperation?

Forgiving doesn’t mean forgetting. It just means you’re willing to let go of the anger and sadness.