I love being onstage. I love the relationship with the audience. I love the letting go, the sense of discovery, the improvising.

Sometimes the only reason why you
won't let go of someone making you
sad is because he was the only one
that once made you happy.

They say when you really love someone, you should be willing to set them free. So that is what I am doing. I will step back and you will move on. I will let you go. ... Your happiness means everything to me. I will listen for your voice in the distance. I will look at the moon. I will keep you in my pocket. I will carry your smile with me everywhere, like a warm and comforting glow.

Where do we go from here?"-Kiera
"We go nowhere."-Denny

The truth was, he now belonged only to my past, and it was time I begin to accept it, as much as it hurt to do so.

It's not the sort of thing one asks of a friend. He hasn't offered, and I will not ask it. I will not tear him that way. I am trying to let go. I don't know how.