I Have Learned How To Observe, Far

If I Lose It Now, I Will Lose You, Too. I Know That. I Hate It.

It’s As Simple As That. Simple And Complicated, As Most True Things Are.

Here's What Breaks Us: Even Though We Know Better, We Still Want Everything To Be All Right.

I Am Always Amazed By People Who Know Something Is Wrong But Still Insist On Ignoring It, As If That Will Somehow Make It Go Away. They Spare Themselves The Confrontation, But End Up Boiling In Resentment Anyway.

When He Talked To You, You Seemed To Fit In, But When Someone Else Was Talking, Or He Would Be Distracted, You Jsut Looked Lonely Over There. At Least To Me. But Whenever I Would Tell You That, You'd Say "i'm Fine. I Just Slip Out Of It, You Know?" And I'd Say "i'll Catch You," And You Would Say, "it's Not The Kind Of Slipping You Can Catch.