The world I held so closely, she played me like a game,
I released and left her laughing to stand on my own two feet.

“She wanted to write about something other then love. Yet her freethinking pen s…”

“There’s nothing worse than writing. There’s nothing better than writing. It’s l…”

“I’m too tired to fight against you anymore, too tired to say you are wrong. Too…”

“Color me....BRILLIANT.”