“And how can it be he's so in love with me? To grow up without love, and still have so much inside?”
“Damn him. I could love. I had it all inside of me. If he knew so much about me, why couldn't he see that? If I didn't love him, how could it hurt so badly?”
“I do. I still love him so much. And I feel so worthless because he doesn’t love me anymore.”
“How do I live without the ones I love?Time still turns the pages of the book its burned.Place and time always on my mind.I have so much to say but your so far away.”
“How can God be so cruel to grow love in such hopeless places?”
“Why did he have to be so gorgeous? Why did he have to stand so close, and why did I still love him so much? ”