I Thought For A Minute, And Then

And Here I Am, Instead Of There. I'm Sitting In This Library, Thousands Of Miles From My Life, Writing Another Letter I Know I Won't Be Able To Send, No Matter How Hard I Try And How Much I Want To. How Did That Boy Making Love Behind That Shed Become This Man Writing This Letter At This Table?

It Was Getting Hard To Keep All The Things I Didn't Know Inside Me.

I Hope That One Day You Will Have The Experience Of Doing Something You Do Not Understand For Someone You Love.

The End Of The World Has Come Often, And Continues To Come.

She Was Like A Drowning Person, Flailing, Reaching For Anything That Might Save Her. Her Life Was An Urgent, Desperate Struggle To Justify Her Life.