I knew it wouldn't last, that the reality would come snaking back in, but for a moment I saw it, the futility of trying to mold love into an expected shape. The foolishness of whining when it didn't fit.
~ Regina Sirois
Sometimes the memories seemed too much and I couldn't understand how I'd stayed so calm when these things actually happened, but lost my breath in the shadowy remembrances.
I might be old and ugly now, but you started that way, Jack.
Sometimes you wait for the right time and you run out of time altogether.
