“How could I share theway my heart was breakingwhen my confessordidn’t believe”
“No matter how much i loved him it was a matter of my life or his death he was now my enemy and a harm to mori. It was my job.butcould i do it or would love stand in theway ”
“How could my heart be so wrong?""Because it was such a young heart.”
“I wished I could share my own optimism.”
“My heart hurt so much I can't believe it. How can it keep beating, feeling like this?”
“I kept thinking how marvellous it would be if I could somehow tear my heart, which felt so heavy, out of my chest.”