We love and we feel and we try and we hope.
She is so lost in her sadness that she has no idea how visible it is.
This is the trap of having something to live for: Everything else seems lifeless.
Because when something happens, she's the person I want to tell. The most basic indicator of love.
It's hard to answer a question you haven't been asked. It's hard to show you tried unless you end up succeeding.
I was attempting to write the story of my life. It wasn't so much about plot. It was much more about character.