For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice.

. . . and I don’t expect him to suborn his life into mine any more than I would change my dreams for him. We’re not one soul, one being, however much we love each other.

But I miss the woman I was, even as I learn to accept the new creature I’ve become.

People stay together and stay true only as long as they both want to. And all the promises in the world don’t change the length of time. Nothing comes with a guarantee.

A good huntress respected her partners instincts, even if he was socially ignorant.

I felt like the blonde in every horror movie who hears a noise in the basement and goes to investigate alone. Sometimes you smell the stupid all around you, but you step in it anyway.

A divided heart offers a strange sensation.