she is no longer the beautiful woman she was. she sends photos of herself sitting upon a rock by the ocean alone and damned. I could have had her once. I wonder if she thinks I could have saved her?

there is a place in the heart that will never be filled a space and even during the best moments and the greatest times times we will know it we will know it more than ever there is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space.

I was young I was so young it hurt like a knife inside because there was no alternative except to hide as long as possible--- not in self-pity but with dismay at my limited chance: trying to connect.

The trouble with a mask is it never changes

Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.

terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat across my mind

Don’t do it. Don’t love me.