We Are In Love And Meant To

There Are People And Places And Events You'd Prefer To Forget Or At Least Gloss Over. In The End, You Can Slap A Pretty Label On It - Like Serendipity Or Fate. Or You Can Believe That It's Just The Random Way Life Unfolds.

And Without Dex In My Life, I Like To Think I Could Have Somehow Found Contentment. But The Truth Is, I Feel Freer With Dex Than I Ever Did When I Was Single. I Feel More Myself With Him Than Without. Maybe True Love Does That

Sorrow Comes With So Many Defense Mechanisms. You Have Your Shock, Your Denial, Your Getting Wasted, Your Cracking Jokes, And Your Religion. You Also Have The Old Standby Catchall—the Blind Belief In Fate, The Whole "things Happening For A Reason" Drill.

I Wondered Why I Was So Startled By The Encounter When There Was Something That Seemed Utterly Inevitable About The Moment. Not In Any Grand, Destined Sense; Just In The Quiet, Stubborn Way That Unfinished Business Has Of Imposing Its Will On The Unwilling.

His Loyalty, So Fierce And Unwavering, Makes My Eyes Water And Heart Ache.