I Loved Something I Made Up

Sir,"she Said,"you Are No Gentleman!" An Apt Observation,"he Answered Airily."and, You, Miss, Are No Lady.

What’s Broken Is Broken—and I’d Rather Remember It As It Was At Its Best Than Mend It And See The Broken Places As Long As I Live…i’m Too Old To Believe In Such Sentimentalities As Clean Slates And Starting All Over.

I Only Know That I Love You. That's Your Misfortune.

It Had Been So Long Since She Had Seen Him And She Had Lived On Memories Until They Were Worn Thin.

It Was Not Often That She Was Alone Like This And She Did Not Like It. When She Was Alone She Had To Think And, These Days, Thoughts Were Not So Pleasant.