Where's My Syllabus To Guide Me Through

You Called Me A Natural Con Artist And Asked Me What Other Secrets I Was Hiding. I Didn't Answer Because I Already Knew, In Some Deep, Primal Way, What Furtive Truth You Were Referring To: That I Was Destined To Fall In Love With You.

Excuse Our Appearances. We Are Taking Apart Yesterday, To Make Way For Tomorrow

Prayers Are Answered In One Of Four Ways,” She Said. “yes. No. I Have Something Else In Mind. And . . .” She Paused Long Enough For My Impatience To Show. “and What’s The Fourth Answer?” “wait,” She Said.

That's What All Love Comes Down To, Doesn't It? We Help Others Only As Much As They Let Us.

Even With The Best Intentions, Growing Apart Might Just Be An Inevitable Part Of Growing Up.