You solve it as you get older, when you reach the point where you've tasted so much that you can somehow sacrifice certain things more easily, and you have a more tolerant view of things like possessiveness (your own) and a broader acceptance of the pains and the losses.

I shall also take you forth and carve our names together in a yew tree, haloed with stars.

You are who you choose to be.

So we found the end of our journey. So we stood, alive in the river of light, Among the creatures of light, creatures of light.

The dreamer in her Had fallen in love with me and she did not know it. That moment the dreamer in me Fell in love with her and I knew it

Do as you like with me. I'm your parcel. I have only our address on me. Open me, or readdress me.

Applause is the beginning of abuse