“...each heart is made of a different stone - no two feel alike nor break the same way ...”

“...the heart breaks in so many different ways that when it heals, it will have fault lines ...”

“...Everyone struggles to guard their heart from breaking, when they should desire to have a heart that breaks...”

“...I prefer rain -sometimes I feel sunlight will turn me to stone - perhaps I'm a Troll...”

“...I can’t grasp the stars, but I love them – in the same way, I love you...”

“...all winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming...”

“...you want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you’re wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don’t seem to care...”