How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?

They don't like the thought of someone else making demands on the person whom they see as belonging entirely to them.

What if the one I choose to discount is one who has been truly hurt?

Hope and reality lie in inverse proportions.

I'm not saying you did the wrong thing. I'm not even saying it wasn't something I'd thought of doing, myself. But even if it was the just thing to do, or the fitting thing, it still wasn't the right thing.

It took me a lifetime to realizethings don't get lost if they don't have value- you don't miss what you don't care about.

Asking me to describe my son is like asking me to hold the ocean in a paper cup