Sad, that lives can be shattered, into so many pieces that they can never be put back together, the the relentless force of love. Irreparable.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in. Kaeleigh wants to believe in me. I am her twin, forever alive inside her. And when she needs me, I am always here.

Funny how when your life is mostly bullshit, you turn off feeling. Sometimes it's hard to turn it back on again.

You can’t walk away from someone you love, leave them drowning in your desertion. If love has no more meaning than that, you can keep it. I don’t want it now or ever again. Don’t want to hear the word or wear its scars.

Except when it comes to Mom. She is, and always has been, the driving force in this family. And sometimes that means driving us head-on, no possible change of course, into a wall.

...what good would it do to shutter your windows, never dream of rainbows or find hope in promises? Why choose to walk away rather than hold your ground and fight for love?

Your hurt swallows ine, like space swallows time, and the two intertwine. We tangle together.