I want you to be honest with me. Even if it hurts. Although I would prefer for it not to hurt.

Which is more stubborn, the love or the two arguing people caught within it?

Pride is allowed to have an element of worry, especially when you are a mother.

and when he catches me off guard and says 'i love you' i catch him off guard and say 'i need your help.

I know there are epic tales of romance, where love means you're supposed to die. Where it's all about sacrifice. But I don't want to die. I don't want Stephen to die. I'm looking for the scenario where we both get to live. Where we can continue this marvel that is love and discovery and trust.

It scares me how hard it is to remember life before you. I can't even make the comparisons anymore, because my memories of that time have all the depth of a photograph. It seems foolish to play games of better and worse. It's simply a matter of is and is no longer.

this might be the happy ending without the ending