"Please... don't ask me to go with you, because if you do, I'll go. Please don't ask me to tell Frank about us, because I'll do that, too. Please don't ask me to give up my responsibilities or break up my family"... "I love you, and if you love me, too, then you just can't ask me to do these things. Because I don't trust myself enough to say no."

Where do I go from here?

Or maybe watching you enjoy a carefree summer while you fell in love was what kept me out of the hospital in the first place.

Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world.

What mattered most was knowing that love was mine to give, without strings or expectations.

She turned the key, never taking her eyes from him.

Life passes by now like the scenery outside a car window. I breathe and eat and sleep as I always did, but there seems to be no great purpose in my life that requires active participation on my part...I do not know where I am going or when I will get there.