You think that just because you left, it would change how I feel? Well, guess what? You're wrong. I can't help how I feel. I'm still in-

It's what's buried deep inside that frightens me because it's broken, like a shattered mirror.

I'll always be with you, inside and out," she reads. "Through hard times and helpless ones, through love, through doubt.

I look into his eyes, no longer afraid what's in them, but afriad I'll lose what they carry.

Stay here, baby" he whispers, like he can read my thoughts. "Trust me, okay? Don't run

People say that time heals all wounds, and maybe they're right. But whit if the wounds don't heal correctly, like when cuts leave behind nasty scars, or when broken bones mend together, but aren't as smooth anymore? Does it mean they're really healed? Or is it that the body did what it could to fix what broke.

No, but I've never been one for wise ideas," he says. "I believe in irrational, fleeting decisions that keep life interesting. And life needs to be interesting because we've got only one of them to live.