You not the only one who's got wants and needs. But I held on to you, Troy. I took all my feelings, w=my wants and needs, my dreams... and I buried them inside you....Cause you was my husband.

A heart can stop beating for a while, one can still live.

Someone told me the delightful story of the crusader who put a chastity belt on his wife and gave the key to his best friend for safekeeping, in case of his death. He had ridden only a few miles away when his friend, riding hard, caught up with him, saying 'You gave me the wrong key!

I am going insane. Yes. That is what´s happening. Good. Insane.

Work is one of the most dangerous places for a marriage...

My mind floats like ash. I blame myself most cruelly.