To an untrained eye, need and love were as easily mistaken for each other as the real master's painting and a forgery.
Deb CalettiBecause words were hills and valleys you traveled, so lovely sometimes that they hurt your eyes.
Deb CalettiBut, finally, I had to open my eyes. I had to stop keeping secrets. The truth, thankfully, is insistent. What I saw then made action necessary. I had to see people for who they were. I had to understand why I made the choices I did. Why I had given them my loyalty. I had to make changed. I had to stop allowing love to be dangerous. I had to learn how to protect myself. But firstโฆ I had to look
Deb Caletti