“I'm not the same person I was before, and I am deathly afraid I will never be her again...”

“I had been in love before, but never found it necessary.”

“The moment-when I could no longer face myself in the mirror-wasn't easily explained; nor was the oppressive misery I experienced once I finally became the person I was meant to be but then realized with terrific horror how much I still hated her.”

“I have you with me, and I'm terrified you'll disappear.”

“Would he really want us here...forever? Because forever was what I was thinking when I agreed to move. I never would have done it, if it wasn't about forever.”

“He pulled me toward him, and all I could do was stand there with arms at my sides and head against his chest. Broken, I feared even the slightest movement would cause pieces of me to snap off and fall to the gritty pavement.”

“As she gets sicker, she fades a little more, until I am afraid one day I will wake up and not be able to see her at all.”