EbbI know what my heart is likeSince your love diedIt is like a hollow ledgeHolding a little poolLeft there by the tideA little tepid poolDrying inward from the edge.
In that house you will find my heart. You must break in Henri and get it back for me.Was she mad We had been talking figuratively. Her heart was in her body like mine. I tried to explain this to her but she took my hand and put it against her chest.Feel for yourself.
For there are two kinds of forgiveness in the world the one you practice because everything really is all right and what went before is mended. The other kind of forgiveness you practice because someone needs desperately to be forgiven or because you need just as badly to forgive them for a heart can grab hold of old wounds and go sour as milk over them.
Yes I understand why things had to happen this way. I understand his reason for causing me pain. But mere understanding does not chase away the hurt. It does not call upon the sun when dark clouds have loomed over me. Let the rain come then if it must come And let it wash away the dust that hurt my eyes
Ill tell you something Harpy he said his voice almost a whisper now. It never even occurred to me that we wouldnt make it. And it never occurred to you that we would. You were just waiting for us to go down in flames. I thought we could get through anything.