Life Damages Us, Every One. We Can't

What Do I Believe? I Do Not Know; I Do Not Know; I Do Not Know.

I Fell In Love With Him. But I Don't Just Stay With Him By Default As If There's No One Else Available To Me. I Stay With Him Because I Choose To, Every Day That I Wake Up, Every Day That We Fight Or Lie To Each Other Or Disappoint Each Other. I Choose Him Over And Over Again, And He Chooses Me.

It's Not Cruelty, Maybe, But A Desire To Understand That Motivates Them.

But Christina And I Are Not People Who Cry Together; We're People Who Fight Together. So I Hold My Tears In.

I Know That I Am Birdlike, Made Narrow And Small As If For Taking Flight, Built Straight-waisted And Fragile. But When He Touches Me Like He Can't Bear To Take His Hand Away, I Don't Wish I Was Any Different.