Is it wrong to leave relative security in favor of unknown risk at the side of someone you love?

What's the point of being a hero when everyone thinks you're a villain?

I'm a total wreck. Afraid to let anyone near. Afraid they'll see the real me.

Defiance rose up like vomit. I swung back and yelled, "Don't ever do that again!

I need to capture my sprite with trembling hands. Except I could crush her. Wonder how many small things of beauty - flowers, seashells, dragonflies - have met such a demise. Wonder how much fragile love has collapsed beneath the weight of confession.

Either way, you are in charge. Jealousy works against you. It takes control away from you, hands it over to the opposition. Maintain control.

The love of her life dissolved into dreams.