I took a step back. "Here." He plunked his wet hat on my head. "Don't go anywhere," he told me, then turned away.

Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with.

The problem for me is that I can't ever really see who Gregory is, any more than I can see what a mirror by itself looks like, because he reflects whoever's around him.

When you love someone, its never over. You move on, because you have to but you take them with you in your heart

I'm sorry that you're still hurting.

I took a step back. "Here." He plunked his wet hat on my head. "Don't go anywhere," he told me, then turned away.

Change can be good. It just depends on what we make of it.