Christmas is a time for families.

Old pain doesn't completely die. Time may soothe it, stoke over it until it looks like it has healed, but it never dies properly. It stays with you, it lives in the cracks of your soul, waiting for moments when you feel true pain

I don't want to rely on something that could be taken away at some point.

Share too much and someone can hurt you.

He just hijacks me. I love him. And I won't be able to give anyone a real chance until that's over.

He seems to have become a part of my life and I'm disappointed if I don't see him. If I get to the end of the day without seeing someone who reminds me of him, I feel as if a dull shadow has fallen over me.

Evil grows when good people do and say nothing.