I Tell You This As A Cautionary

I Don't Know The First Thing About Holding Together A Family, Especially One That Resembles An Heirloom Vase, Shattered But Glued Back Together For Its Beauty, And No One Mentions That You Can See The Cracks As Plain As Day.

You Okay In There?" "no, I'm Hanging From A Closet Rod.

It Was So Damn Hard To Find Love In This World, To Locate Someone Who Could Make You Feel That There Was A Reason You'd Been Put On This Earth. A Child, I Imagined, Was The Purest Form Of That. A Child Was The Love You Didn't Have To Look For, Didn't Have To Prove Anything To, Didn't Have To Worry About Losing. Which Is Why, When It Happened, It Hurt So Badly.

She Understood What It Was Like To Stand Right In Front Of People You Loved, Even Though They Could Not See You.

When You Can Not Find Someone, It Is Because You've Been Misdirected To Look Elsewhere