They would not meet, but they would pass close to each other. She would notice him or not. He would speak to her or not. She still loved and needed him. Or not.

What does it matter, to tell yourself that the thing controlling you comes from outside, if in fact you only experience it inside your own heart? Where can you…

[She] was not one to bend to anyone else's will.

I know something of how he feels. I know something of having to submerge your will in someone else's. To live for them, as if they were the star of the story o…

Separation isn't time or distance it's the bridge between us finer than silk thread sharper than swords

What I carry in my heart Brings us so close or so far apart Only love can make love.

Over the mountains, And over the waves, Over the fountains, And under the graves; Over the floods that are deepest, Which do Neptune obey; Over the rocks that …