What If What You Know Isn’t What

When The Door Opens, I Realize That The Only Thing Worse Than Waiting Is The Moment You Realize A Decision Has Been Made.

But Sometimes, In Order To Win, You Have To Make Sacrifices.

In The Custom Of Mourning, The Fabric Of The Night Had Been Ripped, Revealing A Star At Each Tiny Tear.

You Have Everything. A Family, A Great Job, A Lot Of People Who Look Up To You. You've Got A Place To Go Home To. So Go.

There Is Nothing Worse Than Silence, Strung Like Heavy Beads On Too Delicate A Conversation.