My pride shut me up, my hurt shut me down, and together they ganged up on my hope and let her get away.

I want love to conquer all. But love can't conquer anything. It can't do anything on it's own. It relies on us to do the conquering on its behalf.

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.

I should talk to him I know I should talk to him. But I do not talk to him. I watch after him from afar and love him.

this might be the happy ending without the ending

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

This isn't even something I've feared, because I never knew it was a possibility.