I Feel A Flash Of Grief So

Old Words; Words That Nearly Brought Me To My Knees. Live Free Or Die

Most Of The Time One Night Blends Into The Next And Weeks Blend Into Weeks And Months Into Other Months. And Sooner Or Later We All Die. But At The Beginning Of The Night Anything’s Possible.

I Love You. Remember. And Someday, I Will Find You Again.

Maybe It Would Be Better If We Didn't Love. If We Didn't Lose, Either. If We Didn't Get Out Hearts Stomped On, Shattered; If We Didn't Have To Patch And Repatch It Until We're Like Frankenstein Monsters, All Sewn Together By Who Knows What

Every Choice Is Limited. That's Life.