I just need to do something new.... I've got the big remote control of life in my hands, and I'm ready to start pushing some buttons.

I think I need to face what I could have been in order to understand and accept what I am.

To mention it was to ask a favor and that as you were too generous, and as for her to ask was always to have, she wouldn't

She would make facial expressions as though she were having conversations with people in her head.They seemed to turn into debates more often than not,judging by the activity on her forehead...It was almost the conversations in her head were loud enough to fill her silence.

what a luxury it was for people to hold their loved ones whenever they wanted

They say a story loses something with each telling.

Her eyes, mostly cast downward, occasionally flicker upwards to meet his before falling again. She is apologetic for everything, as always, constantly saying sorry to the world, as though as her very presence offends.