You never get involved in the people's lives? The ones you're inhabiting?" I shake my head. "You try to leave the lives the way you found them." "Yeah." "But what about Justin? What made that so different?" "You," I say.

If I lose it now, I will lose you, too. I know that. I hate it.

But I want to feel like life matters. I had something real with you, but then the realness scared me. I decided to go for other things instead.

The older you get, the wiser you are - this is true. But you also question what use this wisdom is.y

Maybe relationships could have fractals, too. And maybe the sense of loss was when you're becoming a fractal of what you once were to each other.

The words that matter always stay.

People are always separable.